Doubt creeps in
like a draft beneath the door,
invisible, almost imperceptible,
a slight shiver I cannot ignore.
I pause and pray for courage.
From deep within,
certainty begins to bubble up like a
freshwater spring in the forest,
an escape valve for the
water flowing beneath the ground.
Trust, be bold, take a risk.
I admire how you describe doubt because you really get across how sneaky doubts are!
Thank you, Ms. Liz. I find doubt to creep up on me–one minute I am certain and the next…
Trust, be bold, take a risk… dare to hope ♥️
That sounds like a great mantra, Madeline… trust, be bold, take a risk!
Thanks, Karen–for both of us.
I meant a mantra for both of us.