Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)


A Definition Of Trust


Trust is instant immediate.
Trust happens all at once.
Or trust does not happen?

Trust is not time relative.
Trust does not grow with time.
Trust is instant connection?

Trust is instant knowing.
Trust is a click perception.
Or awkward impossibility?

Personalities incompatible.
Can never click connect.
Can never trust reconcile?

Even friendship may be impossible.
True trust patterns in true friendship.
True trust is an elixir of possibilities.


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

Submitted: Sunday, November 28, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, April 13, 2011

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  • Miroslava Odalovic (11/28/2010 10:43:00 AM)

    Trust intuitively, yeah why not. Good definition, does not really involve a lot of defining. Good work, keep up writing.10++++. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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