Ode to In Search of Trust
O Search for Trust, long journey of the heart,
You wind through doubt where broken promises lie;
Each step begins where certainties depart,
And faith must walk with reason standing by.
You ask us not for blindness or escape,
But for the strength to hope with open eyes;
To risk belief though past wounds keep their shape,
And choose again where once we learned disguise.
In quiet acts—in words that keep their vow,
In hands that hold, then gently let us be—
You slowly grow, no sudden oath nor vow,
But earned through time and shared fragility.
O Search for Trust, remain our guiding art:
To build, not claim, the bonds that bind the heart;
For trust is found not sought in grand display,
But shaped by truth we live from day to day.
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