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Destiny by Parveen Sethi

My early morning parched voice
comes out in knots and tangles
The words settle swiftly on
the steam of my hot tea mug
The morning chill runs its
cold numb fingers across my face
A strand of hair time and again
finds its way into my eyes
I stretch myself a little
to make space for the new day
Ironing the creases off the grey clouds
I sew on them pieces of deep blue sky
Bygones are meticulously packed
and put away in the trunk
Full of resplendent memories
mothballed to keep them from decay
The life looks forward
Hopes take a firm step ahead
in leaps and bounds
I falter for a moment unsure,
unwilling to let go
Clutching tightly to the shattered
dreams I can’t bring myself to put away
The gushing forces of destiny
carry me forward swiftly
A soft streak of deep gold
lines the horizon today
Letting go of old always
for new makes a way they say
You are reborn out of the rubble
to greet me at the doors of
foreign lands yet again
© Parveen

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