Can One Achieve One’s Destiny While Straying From One’s True Path

The Compass trembles — still —
Though Wand’rers cross the Field —
A Needle — bent — may falter —
Yet Secrets are revealed —

The Brook forgets its Channel —
And cuts a curious Line —
Yet — reaches Sea — regardless —
Oblivious — of Design —

The Sparrow — takes the wrong Branch —
Yet — Sings the Morning true —
Perhaps — the Path we dreaded —
Was Destiny’s Avenue —

For Fate — is not a Footstep —
But Silence — in the Sand —
That gathers — in its quiet —
The Will — we never planned —
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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