While in the murkiness of my waters,
I cannot see you.
I grope like a young boy, and find myself
Leaning to the left away from you.

The wisdom of The Lord
Holds me and surrounds me
Locked like a loving mother’s arms.

Wherever I look, whether seeking
Or not, there I find Your presence
Always guiding, always providing
What is needed.

There are no mistakes, says one chacham
There is no evil in the world, says another,
Only His blessed will.

Everything unfolds for a purpose
far beyond what anyone
Could imagine.