Lost

There are times in one's life when he loses focus. When he feels lost, stranded and doesnt know which way to go. Different people come and offer different advice, but he doesn't know who is right. He's afraid of going down the wrong road, the wrong path. As a result, he doesnt step out at all and gets stuck in his current horrendous position.

He needs to await the return of his instincts, his confidence, and his judgement, which has so abandon him without any apparent reason. How long does he have to wait? Maybe by the time they arrive, a serpent could have come and swallowed him up, or a ferocious tiger would have reduced him to bones.

In these moments, he can only draw his strength from faith, and believe that everything will be alright.