Journey to My Destiny

I heard the sea call to me and the spell was cast. I followed with the magical rocks in my hand... willingly, I chose to obey their command. ~ by poet I hold three magic rocks, in my hand Rolling them over and over and over Leaving this reality behind, far behind With my feet bare, I walk upon the earth Gently cradling three smooth rocks to my breast Precious gifts given to me at my birth With a note: "Life's journey will be a test." Next month I'd reach the age of twenty-one So far, I've had no reason to feel fear I gazed at the waning light of the sun My hands rubbing the rocks that I hold dear I've cherished them since I can remember The note revealed they had magic powers saying, "In the sky, a burning ember would glow in the midst of rain showers." The rocks felt warm; blue skies were overhead Yet, the note mentioned that I'd be tested I worried about things: What should I dread? Rolling the rocks in my hands, I rested I sat on the sand as waves were crashing Clouds darkened the sky, and the rocks turned red Something in the sea was wildly thrashing Female voices I heard inside my head "Come." They called as raindrops started falling At first, I thought I was losing my mind but swam with the need to heed their calling. A new world ahead... old one left behind