Hurling toward an unknown end,
skidding without brakes/bracing
for catastrophic fallout.
Rumors of financial collapse
of the interconnected chains of supply
global economy; bye-bye.
Do we spend or save
buy or sell
how do we eat- how do we live?
How to prepare for the future-
overwhelming bombardment
arrows of fear wounding.
Scaffolds and waves
Ricocheting,
looming over me.
Survival is simple
but .... accustomed to comfort,
access, and ease.
Vanishing Familiarity.
So I request wisdom to foretell
and dismiss the hindsight shame.
To harbor hope
to believe with hope
surrendering my control.
Trusting
an unknown future
to a known God.
