Prayer

Lord, who sees what I cannot name, I come not for answers, but for silence. In my hands, a world built of doubts trembles, and in my heart, like a leaf in the autumn wind, seeks shelter. I do not ask for an easy path, but for steady steps, not for a blinding light, but for a glow bright enough to see the next threshold and not fear crossing it. If fear still takes root in my heart, turn if into a seed that will grow into strength. If silence feels empty, let it become a place where hope speaks. Lord, who are closer than thought, teach me to listen before I ask, to see before I judge, to love before time runs out.