Prologue to Fate

I glimpse through the curtains 
A flickering light,
And my imagination takes hold 
On this stagnant spring night.

I fancy it a signal, 
A call to something great;
It’s the start of an adventure, 
The beckoning of fate.

When I investigate its source, 
I know my life will change,
I’m in the beginning of a book 
And my quest’s on the next page.

I’ll join up with a band of outcasts 
To find a missing link,
There’ll be riddles for us to solve, 
And an antagonist to out-think.

We’ll encounter many obstacles 
As we fight to reach our goal,
Like a turncoat within our ranks, 
Or an unexpected troll.

We’ll make camp along the roads we walk, 
And dine on cheese and bread,
And our enemies will dog our steps, 
But we’ll remain one pace ahead.

At some point along the way 
I’ll discover a hidden skill,
It’ll be something supernatural, 
Like the power of my will.

I’ll use it in the climax 
For the ultimate defeat,
To overcome the opposition 
And force them to retreat.

And we’ll celebrate our victory 
Of evil overcome,
But our optimism will soon die down 
As we realize what’s to come,

Our journey has reached its end 
And we’ll be thrust aside by fate,
The world no longer needs us, 
Now that we’ve accomplished something great.

The only thing that’s left to do 
Is go back to where we’re from,
Back to unfamiliar lives 
As the people we’ve become.

But when I finally get back home, 
I’ll have nothing to regret,
I did what I was meant to do, 
And no one will soon forget.

I made the difference only I could make, 
And all is for the better,
I answered the call of destiny 
And am no longer called its debtor.

I wish this were the case 
In the reality that I’m in,
But another flash of light 
Reminds me where I am.

Sitting in my bedroom, 
As much in debt as ever,
Imagining that I was part 
Of some life-changing endeavor.

I wish that fate would show its face, 
And tell me what to do,
Even just a hint 
Would be enough to get me through.

As I think back on my story 
I see the light again,
I wonder if I go outside
If my adventure will begin.

Maybe this is it, 
And destiny chose tonight;
Maybe fate is waiting 
For me to investigate the light.

Reviews

[RomaJ]

This was a delight to read. I like how it begins with an inspiration (the flickering light)
Then imagination, turns into an epic journey. An adventure. Sort of describes and explores, the writing process, from imagination to paper and back to reality again. The beauty of it...is that we can always return. but alas, yes...only time will tell what fate has in store for us, the journey always begins with the first step or light.

p.s. I'd like to join your band of outcast...:)