I’m sure to cheer

In time I trust —
In its stumble and rush,
In its rhythm and peal,
Its passage —
To heal.

And in life I’ve faith —
In its beauty and weight,
In its echo and blend,
Its wisdom —
To mend.

For with these I’m sure —
With memories and more,
With spirits and fear,
With us —
To cheer.

Tomos James