A Destiny Not Forseen

Sometimes things just happen whether you want them to or not

A Destiny not foreseen

To a blind man do I spring the purest heart?

Do I show an attitude not known to man

Something forgotten by our ancestral culture

Hidden by the dark figures within night itself

The moon is the accomplice to the prophecy

but only the one that was never told, nearly because the teller:

PASSED (This is no test), DECEASED (the corruption of life) PERISHED (A royal formality of the word) Just died

A story that is told slips into the memory and slowly moves backwards slowly fading

While the blind man speaks telling me; a man’s heart has a connection to the mind, But yours connects to others

Spreading through the saddest and happiest of people

Calling all the knowledge and the wisdom

The smooth and the wrinkled

why a destiny that was never foreseen to many. Because the world itself is Blind and Inexperienced

 

Reviews

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Eloquent! Great write and smooth word choice here, along with an acceptional flow. Nice