Trust, blind faith in men of might, certainty that they’ll do right: but feet of clay – enticed away, leave a litter of backers bitter. Faith in God need not be blind …
I’m not forgetting that task I said I’d do – I’ve left it ’til another day, and not remembering the worries old and new – I’ve left them ’til another day …
“I went far away and thought to be free – no-one to complain … no need to explain… no need for commitment … nor irksome involvement, no one to expect...