Big Field, Small Stone Poem by Ricardo Louw

Leaping in happiness path
I found myself believing in fate.
The fate that there is a,
Special person ment for me.
As thin the chances might seem to be.

What ever destiny has instore,
True love i shall not ignore.
she the one unknown
Whom there is no cloun
Will perfect this life of mine
And we'll have love devine

If by some chance you hear my prayer
Can you tell me that your there
If by some chance you are near
Give me a sign...
So i can up my gear.