Michele C. Messina Long
My Destiny - Poem by Michele C. Messina Long
A thin veil
Separates our reality from the next.
I have a small circle of friends who know
My premonitions have a way of unfolding.
You can sense it in moments of transcending.
It’s in those times when the veil is lifted.
I dreamed my destiny the other night.
I feel no pain as I, my Spirit, walks away.
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