SIMPLE TRUST

in #poem6 years ago

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Still still, without ceasing
I feel it's increasing
This favour of selfish desire
And often exclaim,
Let it be gone in flames
Of love and joy that never expire

I had words to explain
What she must sustain
Who dies in trust and it's ways
With hate and a fright
Distrust and delight
Alternately chequer his days

So sweetly, so severe
I would make this appear
In that you pleased to award
No more in the sweet
Than the bitter I meet
Like a steel of iron rod

Now I tell a story
Full of love and hate
Full of awe and worries
Not helping in my awful state
Thy words of simple trust
I keep and maintain the first.