Sometimes a blessing; sometimes a curse
The paradigm of life
Lays waste in its existence
Mortals change destines; destines rebirths fate
Fate beckons on success or tragedy
Oh mortal! Killer of instinct!
Where is thy purpose
An innate of undesirable patterns
Destiny can be delayed; not denied
The instinctive feeling rather than conscious reasoning
The intuitive mindset; embarks on a journey
In search of the soul
To heal the soul and bring it home
Home to the body; home to the mind
In need of dire salvation; to heal and to conquer; to hold and to belong
Mortal’s life expectation set to doom
But mortal’s life destiny rewrites it all
For we are all set for greatness! Greatness of a kind
Explicit greatness!
The mind of an author is immeasurable!