wet and dry

Dry, dry
My heart feels dry
My throat is parched
My heart us dusty
High point of summer.
What ails me?
Aaah, it is a secret mistrust
Of the Universe.
Burrowing in and
influencing my faith
In creation.
What can I do
To dismantle this?

Simply know this:
Creation and I
are one and the same.
To mistrust creation
is to mistrust myself.
I restore trust by
noursihing myself
With water, food
and all thoughts good.