Grappling with the Thoughts

Stillness night, my heart feels the strain,
Unfulfilled hopes, of dreams held in vain.
Yet uncertainty’s pull, and the path that’s unclear,
Are countered by faith, and a God ever near.

I grapple with thoughts of what might have been,
The choices not made, the sights yet unseen.
But amid all the doubt, through pain and despair,
I hear a voice whispering, “I’m here, I care.”

Every challenge I face, every tear that I shed,
God walks beside me, where I’m led, He has tread.
While the future’s unknown and the journey’s still long,
In Him, I find strength, with Him, I belong.

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