Is it the end result? or is it the scheme of things that started us down this current path from the very beginning, like a song you sing along with a friend, hand in hand, we march to the tune of our own band, compromising, shape shifting, conforming in each other’s arms, like a bow’s shaft in the gripping hand of Cupid, as he steadily aim and squeeze, my Queen, I’m willing to bend my backbone backwards to launch you forth Living, Creating… Can you? Will you…? Get to where I’m aiming at? Will we prevail? We can’t control the 4 winds of the Earth, but we can sure manage the sails, well, Time will tell the tale of how it tailed when our Destiny compelled… Selah
A: Pipoetry By: Randy P.
“Destiny” is A Pipoetry Written by: Randy Pipman (c) Copyright Pipoetry 2013 All Rights Reserved
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