Where does Destiny lie?
In the mountains, trees, or sky?

Is it plain view?
Or in the rivers, brooks, or morning dew?

Is it in the clouds, the earth; under a rock?
Or in a book, puzzle, picture, or clock?

Is destiny measured by days, weeks, months, and years?
Or does it shine through after much agony, suffering, and tears?

Is it a reflection in a pool?
Or can you find it in a class at school?

Is it under a rug, in the corner of a room?
Or in a portrait of a bride and groom?

Destiny is easy to find;
It’s always inside your heart, soul, and mind.

Yet you must climb many mountains to find Destiny’s Peak;
For it is merely God’s way of making your life complete.

Destiny is not the end, just a new beginning;
When it comes alive in you— you’ll know you’ve always been winning…

The chase for the end of the rainbow is much closer than you think;
Once Destiny flowers in you—-you’ll have found that missing link.

From my book Time Out: Poetic Reflections

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