. Trust My life unfolds as time goes by. Some days I laugh. Some nights I cry. I yearn for peace, as all folks do. When stress prevails, my doubts accrue. Grim darkness lures my peace and hope. From deep inside, I strain to cope. Life’s peaks are tall, its valleys low. Confusion rules, which way to go? My soul bespeaks security. What guide will show the way to me? My spirit’s strong but flesh is weak. Without resolve, the day is bleak. Can’t trust in man. He’s prone to fail. When answers come, resolve is frail. As time dissolves, words harbor fraud. Deny the rest. Trust full in God. . . R.M. Zimmerman is a poet based in North Carolina. He was born and raised in “the real Appalachia” and began writing poetry over 60 years ago.