In shadows deep, where fears reside, A fragile hope, I try to hide. Doubt's heavy cloak, it weighs me down, Faith's tiny spark, almost drowned. Uncertainty, a winding maze, Lost in the dark, through endless days. Whispers of fear, they fill my ear, Give up they say, no hope is here Like a seed so small, unseen, Can it break through what's in between Impossible feels like the only way to be In this moment, lost to reality But a flicker remains, a tiny gleam, A mustard seed of a hopeful dream. Can it grow, can it thrive, Or will doubt forever survive I believe, I rise, with faith as my guide, No longer bound by fear inside. Like a mustard seed, my spirit takes flight, Soaring high on wings of light. I plant the seed, a hopeful start, In the soil of my weary heart. Watered by trust, with sunlit grace, Watching doubt begin to erase. The seed takes root, a tender shoot, Pushing through, bearing fruit. Hopelessness fades, a distant shore, As faith's new strength begins to pour. No longer lost in shadows deep, Awake from slumber, I now leap. The mustard grows, a vibrant hue, My spirit renewed, my vision true. With every sunrise, I feel it grow, The seeds of faith, beginning to glow. From tiny start to a blooming tree, Faith's victory for all to see. I believe, I rise, with faith as my guide, No longer bound by fear inside. Like a mustard seed, my spirit takes flight, Soaring high on wings of light. The mustard tree, now tall and bold, A story of faith, bravely told. Its branches reach, a sheltering space, Where doubts and fears can't leave a trace. Rooted deep, it stands so strong, Withstanding storms, where it belongs. No mountain high, no valley low, Can stop the faith that helps me grow. It's blossomed now, a vibrant hue, A testament to what faith can do. With every leaf, a whispered prayer, A promise kept, beyond compare. This mustard seed, once small and meek, Now moves mountains, the words I speak. In faith's embrace, I find my way, Strong and resilient, come what may. I believe, I rise, with faith as my guide, No longer bound by fear inside. Like a mustard seed, my spirit takes flight, Soaring high on wings of light. I declare my faith, a powerful sound, In every step, on solid ground. Mountains may rise, and oceans roar, But my faith will conquer, evermore. With unwavering heart, I stand tall, Answering faith's triumphant call. I believe, I trust, I overcome, In faith's strong name, my journey's won.