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