Though the shadows seek to mystify

I see a clearing through the woods of confusion

All that was and is and could be, washed away


Though all may fall away, and signs tell otherwise

I’d believe through the doubt and hurt

Still lost in the mystery of how it’ll work out


I believe in the God who makes all things new

Though the night is cold and eerie

There’s something beyond that I can still see


God’s in control…

And I dance to that rhythm

Ashish Joy