Friday, 2 November 2007

Destiny


Come hither to my call I cry
For I am the wolf
That bays at your door
Do not touch me
Or let me in
For I hold your future from within
Your destiny is shaped
By actions to be
While upon this mortal earth
Tread thy path with even keel
From me no deed you will conceal
In my breath and in my words
I will be your pathfinder
And your guide
For I alone can lead thyself
Through the great divide.

No reproduction without permission Copyright Tina Avis 2007

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