Destiny
Cradled in illusion’s tender shell,
Unknown destiny that could fall
Waiting end to start by nature's call
We float, where shadows softly dwell.
From one womb to another our forms unfold,
Still in darkness as next is untold
seeking the spark that birthed the old
One withers yet another is birthed .
While senses seek mysteries in line
Truth flashes to blind our shine
Will we emerge, to that source divine,
Or dream forever, in it's serene design?
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