Destiny's child knows his hour
Treasured as Infinity's hand
Child of the wind sweeps eternal
A gypsy's twirl on the land
A brief respite from the minute
As charted by these hands
Retrieved the king and pawn, forgiven
Humbled by Eternity's hand
Each bequeathed a legacy
Time's anchor in the sand
And infinite love imparts
Hope's echo of the man
As is written in the stars
The vessel is bound to land
Mirrored the return of an image
Your ghost plays Destiny's hand.
really great and wonderful poem full of the golden meanings I really enjoyed it Thanks a lot
Hi Lorraine. A very interesting read and most enjoyable well done Regards Dave T.
Bravo! everything about this was nice. Your use of words excellent, the flow grand and your rhyme perfect. Great write: -)
very nicely written it is written in the stars whatever will be will be
........imagery gives life to this poem...........you are truly wonderful write.................I invite you to read.....To bosom thee.I'll rise......and comment your views...
It is true we are ghost Till we leave the earth Evaporate Leaving a shadow That will melt... Lorraine you have endless imagination... Write and run through without exhaustion... But your name is too long for me to learn I will call 'Lorraine without exhaustion...'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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