It didn't unfold the way you dreamed,
The stars misstepped, the silence screamed.
But in the hush where hopes once bled,
A wiser path appeared instead.
You reached for light, received the rain,
Yet found in storms a deeper gain.
The road was rough, the detour long,
But every twist refined you strong.
It wasn't what your heart had planned,
Yet grace arrived with open hand.
The need was met, though not the plea—
In time, the truth will set you free.
So trust the turn, the unseen thread,
The life that bloomed where fear once spread.
It didn't go the way you prayed—
But it became the way you stayed.
You'll see.
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