My Destiny
Each day
As if through night
I walk, searching my way
Holding in my hands, a flashlight
eyes strained.
Watching
The road closely
I stay on the small path
Stepping over rocks, avoiding
Ivy.
But soon
The flashlight dies
I know I must go on
Yet feel blind in pitch black night,
I stop.
I hear
The night's music
Around me like a voice
That sings to me a melody
Of love.
I wait
With my faith strong
I know something will change
And I raise my voice in response
Clouds part.
The moon
Is then revealed
I see the path clearly
Before dawn I'll be where I belong,
With thee.
Cinquain Suite © CarolineCecile
04.29.12
Copyright © Caroline Cécile Delacroix | Year Posted 2012
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