Trust the unknown force that grew us,
From the joining of two cells;
An act of love and of self-giving;
Thus we can grow a newer self.

Trust the dark, the unseen aspects
Of the life we here do live.
Trust that there is Wisdom elsewhere;
Who to your empty self will give.

Wait in patience for the new  time
When inspiration  comes at last
Trust in darkness, silence,  lowness.
Opposition forms the cross.

Pain is bearable in lowness,
Like the worm in earth I dwell.
When I look I see the sunrise

And I trust all shall be well.