The Pace of Destiny

I chose a lovely pace

But the path so fiercely drained

I thought perchance to fly

but the firmaments I frowned so 

Fogged and thick in prayer

The seas perhaps

but winds and course soon turned mockery of 

my humble bow

Thus here I'll stray

A traveler

On a strand made of castaways

Someday I'll be made to leave this shore as well

But for now

How lovely each stone glides past

Reviews

[Ria Carol]

its very refined....great job!

[Perdition]

And will probably continue to evolve over time but thanks so much for stopping by while it's in this state.

[Ria Carol]

your most welcome :)..i look forward to the new piece do send me and rr :)

[Alisa Js]

I agree with your sentiment, my dear poetic friend from across the way....

I have come to the realization that one of the elusive keys is to remain present, which enables us to relish every glorious second of right now!

Beautiful as always...

Alisa💫

[Perdition]

Elusive? But the "words of the prophets are written on the subway walls" ..Oh come on, You know it's always something with me..lol. Thanks Poetess~

[Alisa Js]

It is always something and always genius...

I know that you know...

You are most welcome.

Alisa ;-)