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 —
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