A babe in the woods

A babe in the woods                                                                     
 
I fell for the world and all its promises,
dream remnants strewn and discarded
 
over a sad and painful terrain
and now I have fallen for You.
 
Will You let me down? A babe in the woods.
No place to stand my ground. 
 
Can I trust You?  How to trust
one thing over another? answers my Lord.
 
Why not trust everything? Stop playing the game
and only God is left holding the bag.
 
O child of God, wanting and having nothing,
leaves nothing upon which to gamble.