Our Destiny

The anger and the sorrow met
amid a rushing stream,
startling the mind into a climb.
Geyser-like, emotion fountained
high into the sky that seemed so blind.

An opening, a rush - release.
Feelings of resplendent peace.
Leaving all the worry far behind.
To view the world in child-like wonder
through the great, impending doom of time.
To touch, perceiving otherness as fine.

High upon an altered path
a prophecy, a sign from the eternal.
Sunburst through a mist of rain.
Ecstasy amid the pain.
We are, and love remains our destiny...

? Michaelette ?

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