Fate and Footfall
Fate’s Footfalls
Fatima climbed up the spiral Minaret’s stairwell a
case of mathematical precision a fountain of courage
One step at a time with geometric accuracy she
counted the odds and the even the skewed surface of life
Prime location primordial instinct as she stopped
a prime number of paces arresting her timid ascent
All her life she had wanted to be a muezzin an equal
opportunity seeker of the one God that had not forsaken her
From top of her lungs at the spike of towering doubt she called
resolved to throw down her veil and the gauntlet into the fold
A haunted expression portrayed a colonized mind but the
shackles fell Galilei ready to ensure flight or redemption
An ultimate breath away from salvation she slipped on a marvel
rolled the sole and her beautiful soul on a bright mindful marble
One foot dangling in the sky but the other fell through the floor
encased her survival draped in the name of fate’s liberation
Tense in suspension balanced however she aligned her palms
upside down and the horizon of destiny reassembled her faith
Fatima’s story lives on as the legend narrates the meaning of trust
beyond questions now that she honestly knows the parapets’ calling
06th March 2018 written for contest Fate’s Footfall
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