Don't know where the time went - but it did. Well, let's see if we can start again ....
Predestination is where I am at -
Destiny calls and fate intervenes,
A forecast, a decree turns me this way or that
And the thoughts of a poet emerging serene.
Shall we write? Shall we sing?
Shall we join up the words we are thinking?
Yesterday, it was foggy and the Lines were all blurred
But today it awakens, no longer interred.
Vacation or vocation? Which do we choose?
Letters forming slowly, can we catch them
Before they dissipate and recede in the mist?
They slip through our fingers, or vanish like news
But if we try, we can tempt them to stay,
If only for a moment in time.
Destiny calls and the future is mine.