Blessing in Disguise
Feel that heart throbbing inside
Don’t fret, it means you’re alive
When something inside begins to whimper
Spirit indestructible shall call you to rise
For a bud without blooming, ought not to wither
In a moment of enveloping awakening
While stoned by medusa of doubts at crossroads
High time to decide, for you to choose
Abandon those ghosts, make a move
Open your fist and let past sift
Let the winds of the morrow
Make your existence
drift
Out of quick sands of resent
Into what destiny presents
A dawn after mournful night
Fate’s plan with intricate insight
All that happens for better or for worse
You never know, blessing could be disguised as curse
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Beautiful...
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