Though not visible from an immediate point of view,
It is often the only view when you open your third eye.
And though that might take a while,
It becomes the only debt that is forever due.
You can manifest for all eternity,
But until your timeline matches your destiny,
You can only take rounds around your wishlist.
It's not such a mystical secret,
But the greatest Love only finds us when we've made it our purpose to find our own paths.
Until then, we can only hope for the best as our changing hearts keep experiencing otherwise.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem