Imagine you're in the contours, at first in a pattern to rhythms unknown,
then you're born into this endless possibility called life trying to fit in alone,
it's a constant set of doors opening, closing, a future constantly molding,
every choice you make alters your ultimate fate, you are lost in this molten-
soliloquy of choices in a perpetual penultimate phase you traverse only once,
then comes a lace to a change; fates disarrayed- the divergence of love,
It is unwritten how these visions conflict and unfold out to this, but one way,
a hum within pray, some say, a bee with a buzz, the drum of the lake,
suddenly nothing, then flame!...something awakes as trust is embraced!
amazing how it quakes as the pieces fall into place, then it rumbles within,
the humbling wind of coupling begins, you've now paved the roads to
becoming the gift..
Now..with your muse of 'change' music plays as the dew from rain has collected,
a new face has erected from patience, you've mended a test of faith for affections!
it is a light in the cold black for a soul that's now its own little hum and your blessing,
you've fallen into the metronome of our ways molding a fate growing this place!
this home you have made so golden and saint, glowing with change, solely yours to embrace!
realizing your first parts of this life harbored the signs and now this is the first chapter of yours!
it is time to run back to those doors, explore beyond what happened before fashioning lore,
you are the paint to this canvas you're living with happiness given, so live asking for more
before your time is up as life becomes a twine undone...take a moment to remember
you weren't alone in the embers.
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@Emily @Jukon @Hypotheses @Tim... I know you four would greatly appreciate something like this!