Fate

Fate You cryptic timeless Dame! Why do you play pranks on me? And leave me thinking so? I was the withered green that laid, Strained in an arid land,but Your luscious hands caressed me. Like the joyous grass on a dewy morning, I received your cool. In the midst of this calm I relished my elation I thought I was great; Or meant to be... Twas' day for me,but Now it's night again To leave me in cold feet Freezing out in this mist! Day and night,I try to unravel Your inscrutable antics Like the xerophyte yearn for the waters, I crave the soothe of your hands!