Guided Through the Maze

I’m running through a maze. Endless.
Twisting paths and shadowed corners,
no exit in sight, only walls rising high,
blocking the sky, trapping me in the labyrinth.

No one around, the silence is heavy,
my footsteps echo, a lonely rhythm,
the beating of my heart, the only sound
in this desolate maze, endless and unyielding.

I run through narrow corridors,
turning corners, hoping for a way out,
only to find more walls, more dead ends,
the labyrinth mocking my every move.

But in the depths of my solitude,
I feel a presence, a quiet whisper,
a voice that calms the storm within,
reminding me I am not alone.

Though no one is around, He is here,
guiding my steps, even when I falter,
His light piercing the darkest corners,
His love, a compass in this endless maze.

The air is thick with uncertainty,
but each breath becomes a prayer,
each step a testament to faith,
knowing He walks with me, always.

No one around, yet I am held,
by the One who knows every path,
every turn, every dead end,
leading me towards His promised rest.

I run, I stumble, I rise again,
lost in this maze, endless and unforgiving,
but trusting in His guidance,
finding strength in His presence.

No one around, but I am never alone,
for in this maze, endless and unyielding,
He is my refuge, my fortress,
my constant, unwavering guide.

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