In woods so deep, where shadows blend,
Feeling lost, I sought a truth, a guide, a friend,
I heard whispers in the wind, “Turn back,” they said.
as into the wilderness, by stubbornness, I was led.
I wandered, lost, my soul to mend,

In verdant woods where shadows interlace,
I heard the wind’s whispers, “Turn from this place.”
Lost and seeking truth, I forged ahead,
A quest for meaning, where I thought I was led.
And then, a buck bound across my way, pursued by the wind,

I ventured on even as the path disappeared,
With faith in myself as my beacon, I persevered,
With thoughts of spirituality, I pondered fate,
In nature’s grip, my steps did not abate.
I hoped in my vanity, in the forest, a greater truth I’d find.

I pressed on, though the path vanished from sight,
The whispers persisted, “Turn back from this night.”
With pride as my compass, I dared to proceed,
In the heart of the forest, I thought to find my need.
But the forest, the darkness, the cold, it was unkind.

In the darkest woods so deep, where shadows creep,
I heard the whispered winds, “Turn back, don’t weep.”
Lost and longing for a guide, onward I still tread,
A silent plea inside my heart, my bible unread.
No God, no counterpart to find, I left the path behind,

I walked on, though the path was now unclear,
The whispered voices still echoed in my ear.
In the deep, dark woods, where the shadows play,
I heard the wind whisper, “Don’t lose your way!”
The wind wailed, “Do not take the next bend!”

Lost and lonely, I searched the land,
I knelt to pray to God to give me a helping hand.
I remembered that God’s word, a beacon in the night,
Illuminates the path, so pure, so right,
but I thought I would find a greater light to mend.

With faith as my lantern, I turned back, then journeyed ahead,
In the forest’s depths, I found the truth, my soul was unfed.
In a cabin’s warm embrace, in the bible, I found my cheer,
Now out of the woods, I discovered what I hold dear.
God’s wisdom, not in a place, but in the seeking is intertwined.

So, heed the whispers when they speak,
In the woods of life, where shadows may sneak.
Being lost, my friend is quite the chance to take,
But with faith and hope, through prayer, your way, God will make.
To humble hearts, God’s grace, and eternal life, amend.