I can see,
but I chose the wrong thing.
I love the faster way,
until I was struck by my actions.
But all I did
was chase after hope.
It’s not my fault.
I can see it
bright on the horizon,
but it’s just a mere illusion.
I broke down.
My heart felt heavy.
Streams of tears washed away the hope in me,
clothed me with regrets and fear.
Is this the end?
I sighed.
I stood up.
A lesson learned
the consequence of not trusting God.
I had chased what I could see,
but now I know:
not everything on the horizon
is meant to be reached.
So I turned back.
Back to God.
Back to trust.
Back to the One
who sees what I cannot.
This time,
I will not chase the illusion.
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