Destiny Sings Again


When blades of ice sliced

The hearts of those my soul sang for,

I buried my destiny in the snow.


As the days became longer and warmer,

My song began to emerge

From under the melting snow.


As birds quieted by the cold began

To open the eyes of morning

With their songs, I remembered

My destiny to join in their healing chorus.


I sing, until my whole life

Is the sweet song of actualization.