I had a trust...

I had a trust
in the rightness of things,
a sense of timing
and that mine coincided
with the large cycle
of happenings.

Somehow I stepped away
Somehow I missed a step
in the dance of trust
and find myself outside
looking in.

I’ve sent the red-eyed beast
of fear and anger,
as his paw was poised
to once again
knock on my door,
down the road.

I asked him not to return,
that I was done
with that approach,
and no longer had room
to think about his pleasures.

I’m open to trust again,
to righting things,
to putting myself in the queue
of trusting that I’m in a world
where all is well.

Jyoti