She said “good luck”
and another asked, “is it necessary?”
To be honest
I don’t know.
Surely, they must be reflecting
the inner world
of the doubt
fleeting its unsureness.
Where to go from here
why am I worried
why the weariness
if not to trust?
If I have put my life on His plate
why do I ponder
how else to go forth?
You told me, “I am afraid to lose you”
also in assurance, “but I know you are always here for me.”
and I tell you the same.
Because of the comfort we are both in
unwilling yet willing to move beyond this.
the subtle resistance has visited
a hanging on to a past projected picture
a future painted certain
within the dream of dreams.
do we wish for certainty
of some man-made rules
or do we follow the inner voice
that says, “move, dear Beloved…”