When Spirit Meets Destiny
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a life is born ...
When Spirit meets Destiny a life is born ... a life that follows joyously or forlorn.
Tis not easy to follow what is planned ahead ... yet one often does rather than follow the heart instead.
Life times of learning, waiting to be told which way to go ... is this to be the one when I meet him and know?
Early in this life I knew him in spirit alone ... then found he is here on Earth, yet his heart is not known.
So many journeys I will be apart ... from the one I long for, who is always in my heart.
From birth to death and death to birth ... I will walk where you say upon Mother Earth.
Each death, not a death, but a new beginning ... of learning more, loving more, giving and winning.
On each road that I have traveled ... there were new lessons learned, old problems unraveled.
Born with a clean soul, fresh and pure ... ready for whatever I must endure.
A wife of a sea captain on a ship of doom ... storm of Destiny takes us from life too soon.
Three little babes, between us cling tightly ... the sea takes us, as the storm rages mightily.
Pueblo Indian woman, young and strong, so in love ... respects all of Nature, and the stars above.
Sits on the edge of the canyon and prays ... as she follows Hawk with her wondrous gaze.
Puma stalks her and creeps ever near ... in sudden attack two lives fall in fear.
An army officer cries when he knows she is gone ... his life, his wife, to him she belonged.
A Celtic warrior she loved so dear ... lost in battle, yet ever so near.
In spirit they walked the rest of her life ... no other could claim her to be a wife.
Lost amid terror, earth shaking fear, panicked crowd ... no one heard her screams even though loud.
Alone she was, born to peasants who had died ... alone her life ended and no one cried.
Little girl, knew nothing but joy, imaginary play, and love ... lost to illness, taken by Angels from above.
These and more are the journeys I had, the path you gave ... I followed each one as you directed, e'en to my grave.
Now I travel my own path, my own journey is long ... I will follow my heart and sing my own song.
You will taste the darkness, the cold, the fire ... yes, and this love of mine transcends all earthly desire.
Just follow me, Spirit, I will make it easy for you ... but, my heart is set on love so true.
I love him truly, far beyond ... yet, he is not mine, so I search for another who will be strong.
One who will know I have the capacity ... to love, to live life, to make a golden memory.
I can go on alone, till my time is here ... yet, if I find another who loves me, I will hold him dear.
I have followed faithfully, the way of you, Destiny ... yet I will tweak it here and there for all eternity.
Now I travel my own path, my journey is long ... I will follow my heart and sing my own song.
Spirit, you must follow the way that is shown ... not this time, Des, for my life is my own.
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About this poem...
Many lives has this Spirit known. Each one planned by Destiny. In this life on Mother Earth, she has her own song to sing, her own path to travel, and chooses to follow her heart.
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© Content Copyright Phyllis Doyle Burns 2012. All Rights Reserved.
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I couldn't stop reading this, Phyllis. It's wonderful and insightful and thought-provoking. As for your question, I think we can change our destiny, but may be miserable when we do. The trick, I think, is not changing our destiny but finding it...the existence that makes us happy and productive.
I will follow my heart and sing my own song. Beautifully written, inspiring and also filled with wisdom. Thank you for sharing.











stayingalivemoma Level 4 Commenter 6 months ago
What a beautiful poem. Our spirits are so important to us. No one really grasps that I think.And I think we can "tweak" our destiny, but it never really changes for us.
Very well done.