Will I join it?

Will they love my wit?

Or it they’ll disregard

And my forms discard


Lack of surety

Uncertain I am of what I can retain

Unsure of what I can attain

Unaware of what is to gain

Will I manage to be there?

Will I succeed anywhere?

Or is this where my destiny is

Will I make it here with ease?

Who has the answer to all these?

All these questions that linger in this brain

And at that moment

As on my bed I lay

I heard the pounding rain

It reminded me to look above

Above to Him full of love

To the one who can make all these true

The one who my life can guide

One who this road can make wide

For Him alone can make me in blessings ride.

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