What Fortune Has Prepared To Send Our Way Poem by Anita Atina

When we hold hands

I feel a deep companionship, I have never felt quite this way before

When our conversation, pauses briefly, unhurriedly

The few seconds when we just look at each other

Say much more than just words

Your embrace holds, not just my body

But all of me with a quiet passion, that takes my breath away


When you worry too much, about me getting hurt

You endear yourself to me, with every word

Your honesty, about the challenges we face

On the contrary, gives me great solace

For if we respect each other, which I know we do

And give each other space, I don't see any problem

In reaching the place, we want to


So then, it is not a question of 'if'

We will, but only when

And if this is what we want

This will be what we will get

Fortune favours the brave, they say

And the prepared mind

But most of all, an open soul

That is ready to accept, say I

What fortune has prepared to send our way