In the gentle hands of trust’s embrace,
Where whispers of the heart find their place,
A bond unspoken, yet deeply known,
Like roots entwined, together grown.

Through shadows cast by doubt’s cruel art,
Trust shines a light, a guiding heart,
With every promise, softly spoken,
A bridge rebuilt, never broken.

In silent moments, eyes convey,
The strength of trust, come what may,
A fortress strong, where souls reside,
In trust’s embrace, they safely bide.

As time unfolds its endless thread,
Trust whispers softly, fears are shed,
In every heartbeat, true and just,
A world sustained by simple trust.