The Way Through the Wilderness

A road runs through the shadowed pines, Where the wind hums low, and the dark entwines. The path is narrow, the stones are steep, And secrets lie where the earth does weep. But a light breaks through where the branches part, A voice in the stillness calls to my heart. Step by step, I’m drawn to the sound, The promise of peace where the lost are found. The hills may crumble, the rivers rise, And doubts may flicker in weary skies. But unseen hands have marked the trail, A compass steady when my senses fail. And a light breaks through where the branches part, A voice in the stillness calls to my heart. Step by step, I’m drawn to the sound, The promise of peace where the lost are found. The wilderness humbles, the wilderness heals, The wounds unseen that the silence reveals. But through the trials, a whisper remains, A love that softens the sharpest pain. Yes, a light breaks through where the branches part, A voice in the stillness calls to my heart. Step by step, I’m drawn to the sound, The promise of peace where the lost are found. So I’ll walk this way with the faith I hold, Through nights that are heavy and winds that are cold. For the dawn will come, and the shadows cease, On the way through the wilderness, I’ll find my peace.