Trust is as a feather questing ~ a safe landing place.
It dances like a dove with sky
     gently kissing clouds
          without a hurtful trace.
Trust is as weather riding waves to face the shore.
It can shift
     ~ the wind ~
          without forewarning.
Trust is as sand to sea.
It needs
     a cushion
          to feel as it belongs.
Trust is as surreal as the moon.
It plays its song
     at night and echoes
          till the dawn.
Trust is as a constellation.
It appears as it begins
     but where ...
          space
               reserved
                    for friends.