The Compassionate Destiny String
You're the Instrument of Fate
Don't be blind by the moment, give us the freedom to find our fate
Strumming giving your energy into this creation of passion
Don't filter your love for this, It is you.
In all the ways you could imagine.
Holding each string down with a warm hand you look up to another struggling to do so
You hold onto helping them to hold it down with a smile of compassion, how will you hope to hold both for as long as they need?
They may even walk away a leave you behind to hold it for yourself
Is this what loneliness feels like?
Couldn't be though, with this golden strings all around noticing its not all that at all
Others abandoning the strings, for the hope to find a new struggle, or wasn't it a passion
Now all you want is to let go but how selfish would you be if you even for a moment thought to consider it
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Mason Darnielle
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Comments (2)
This was a touching piece! Absolutely loved it!!
This was so deep and poignant! Loved your poem!