Letting go


Another fork – and destiny, breaks our clasping hands.

(The path that we are journeying on, once more been split in two)


One stands on the desert floor, while one on ocean sands.

(But reflecting on the stars at night, affords a similar view.)


I know your scars, you’ve seen mine too.  We’ve shared our history.

(Reflect no more on what once was, but what His will will be.)



About debaucherysoup

I've traveled 4 continents, affording me experiences and adventures to last a lifetime. Most important was the exposure to other cultures, beliefs and lifestyles. I'm also mom to one of the most amazing human beings I know.

Posted on May 8, 2013, in Creative Writing, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. Very Beautiful Amanda, you said it all.

  2. Ricardo Recovery

    I Love IT!!!!!!!

  3. Ricardo Recovery

    Gods will then 🙂

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