Our Journey, Our Destiny.

We dream of hope;

of changing our lives for the better;

dreaming of flames that soar to the sky;

wanting love as it seduces our hearts with a drum of intensity

or watching death creeping behind our time of life.

We wait in silence for these times,

when that dire need of sensuality can be created;

when meaningless existence surfaces before your eyes

and that hindering purpose presents itself.  

From this, we force our mind to conjure a question that is seemingly impossible to answer:

Where do I have to go in order to access my true desires?

We rely too much on the forces of nature and the alignment of stars

to gravitate this unorthodox philosophy.

But as we develop a source of realization,

that feeling of redemption that can drive ourselves out from the shadows around us,

is when our deepest dreams become alive.  

With that source of power, synchronizing with our destiny,

it harmonizes erratically into a band,

marching in every direction by the choices we make.

Then, as these paths travel in all directions,

we have the answer we have been seeking for.

So many struggles for meaning, for purpose and in the end,

we find it only in each other.  

Our shared experience of the exuberance and the mundane let's us know

that in our hearts... we are the ones that can create our journey.

 

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