Trust

What are trusts for? They are stars of a december sky. A sky that is clear, breeding illusion in a cloudy mind. Trust is a faint light that mocks at a sleepy soul. The roads that were not taken beckons me even today. From the half open doors of past, gleams the light that can no longer be taken by frail visions. The visions that taught me to read, read letters connoting a river that flows deep beneath the veins.
The self has two parts - one that is often compared to a mirror. This mirror adds to the derth of life from cosmos. In the cosmos there dwells the foetus of trust. A trust that takes the waves have to its beloved - the sands of our shore. The relation that never be denied. A relation that defies even the unspoken words of silences. The trusts are glow worms that bring a smile in a child's face. A face that norishes the soil of life. A life that secures trust , a life that mingles trust with yet another kind.
This kind will carry forward the lyrics of trust. A trust that binds the cosmos to the mortal beings , a trust that makes living more meaningful.