In pursuit of destiny

Noumenon fate 



Early rises awake a spirit from the slumber

Fate has always presented life as a wonder

No one has a slight idea beyond any off

Ideas in heart sojourn, deep yearning, Puff!


Weaning, seeking, and amidst scrapping

The pressure pushes and propeller speeds

Illusions of mind hunger for birth

A road not taken grows and thickens beneath.


Who is responsible for the diversion?

For my case, I wouldn’t know a similar alternation

Somewhere far a cry gets louder and boomer

Why will a heart so strong grow weaker than fonder?


Days dawn into lit morning and dusky night

The soul ever spirited and consciously intent

Lifes writing a story, demands more plot

Modeling a viable piece interesting than a folktale.


Earlier days slip a little reflection in the sky

A young soul harbors dreams to enquire why

Nevertheless, life dreams, visions, and passions board.

A plane to destiny awaits on trek far from pass board.


For me, I would instill instincts down deep

You never had to experience for it to hold and weep

Its better living and learning in better conditions

The hurdles and steeples are always laid in a race.


Adventures color a great path to destiny

Who knows better than the passionate Whitney

Sang a melody to cover her gap left away

‘like I never left' a symphony for life to you, beware.


Dreams make your life good to imagine. when you achieve them, it becomes worth telling. However, the process of making your dreams a reality is filled with many potholes of despair and many end up losing the spark of imagination. 

"In pursuit of destiny" makes my urge to you to believe in the beauty of your dreams and push harder until you can feel the light and see it in the tunnel of achievement. 

Go on!

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