Written by Elana Zablocki.

I long for strength
as creeping age….

I long for strength, as creeping age
Keeps signaling tomorrow’s way….

Ever wake up shivering from a nightmare that you do not remember.

It’s great to be trusted,
Be in trust’s keeping ….

Something in our dreams.

I long for strength as creeping age
Keeps signaling tomorrow’s way
Of changing scenes; the present stage
On which I consciously must play
Is yet alive, while I must strive
To memorize my lines today.

A Haiku.

Dark shadows creeping,
The sun enveloped
Within menacing shrouds
Of imminent gloom….

Trust, whether it be of a verbal or dcumented nature, revolves around many aspects of life, such as relationships in the way of business, love, marital, governmental, friendship, etc., without which human values would have been totally meaningless.