I need a sense of direction,
Or a semblance of guidance;
Some sign or a token at least,
A word fitly spoken to give me some peace.
I need to receive a shred of assurance.
I don't need a bright light with the halleluiah chorus
Just something to help me believe that in my choices
I was not just deceived by trecherous voices;
That the hardships I've suffered
And the companionship I've offered
In sacrifice to the greater good
At the price of being misunderstood
Will be worth attaining my ultimate goal;
That I'll birth something precious
And watch great deeds unfold;
That the seeds sown through vision
In the depths of my soul
Will yield a harvest richer than any I've yet known.
In the meantime, may I be granted
In proportion to the task
Strength, courage and wisdom
If it's not too much to ask.
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