Prayer Poem by Mario, Lucien, Rene Odekerken

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.