Signature Turns Into Autograph
In your subconscious mind, a fertile field of youth,
long before corrosion of crumpled confidence starts
you plant the sapling of a fond tree called ambition,
cuddled by passion it grows to touch the limit of sky.
In your targeted mission you’re not confused in life
for you align your focused vision on the bull’s eye.
The arrow doesn’t deviate from course in rough winds,
you reach the goal you set for yourself, seal the fate.
Travails of uphill climb may contort your determination,
but pleasant surprise awaits you on the mountain peak.
While feathers of fame starts to attach to your name
you see your signature turn overnight into autograph.
September 8, 2019
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