Destiny.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

when i write
this i listened
to the

best of yann tiersen
on piano and

if you by chance
had listened too

even once in your
lifetime i guess

you shall feel
the same thing that

i am feeling now...

this sadness that
carries with it a kind

of indescribable
happiness this irony

of what we want and
what we cannot take

this longing which
does not desire fulfillment

this letting go of
what i could have possibly

taken with pride
and dignity but which

i left to the whims of
the winds as

i have began taking the
belief that what i have

or can be is already
ironed out by destiny.