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A Prayer for My Path
I thought it would be now,
news on the screen made me pause.
They come and go so easily,
as if the world opens its doors just for them.
Turns out tomorrow they’ll be here again,
visiting countless times,
their journeys paid for,
their dreams carried softly by fortune.
Meanwhile I stand here,
with no title,
no power to travel far and often.
Only a heart holding back its ache,
and prayers that never stop rising.
Oh God…
don’t let envy grow inside me.
Every blessing has its path,
every destiny has its moment.
Our sustenance will never be switched,
for You have written each portion by name.
InshaAllah,
one day,
when the skies give permission,
when time finally turns in my favor,
You will open that road—
the road for me to walk,
to see the world,
and to give thanks in every land
You allow me to touch.
A Prayer Under Taiwan’s Sky
I came with fragile hopes,
carrying dreams I planted long ago.
In the land of Taiwan,
I knocked on the door of opportunity—
wishing to become an English teacher,
wishing to find my place.
But that day,
the answer was not what I hoped for.
My name wasn’t called,
and my dream seemed to fall
like a leaf breaking free,
without even saying goodbye to the wind.
My sadness piled up,
turning into waves with nowhere to rest.
Oh God…
I call Your name in silence,
in the emptiness that tightens my chest.
Help me.
Lift this heart that has crumbled.
Give strength to my steps,
even though I failed today.
Grant me happiness
that cannot be stolen by one rejection.
Grant me work
that brings light to my days.
I want to work in Taiwan,
in the place where my dreams first grew.
I want to rise again,
even if tonight I cry alone.
Oh God…
hear my quiet prayer.
Stay with me
until this dream finally comes true.