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Everything has a purpose, a meaning,
but what am I?
Where will the wind take me,
will it let me fly?
My direction is unknown,
I know not where I head.
Sitting here, I watch,
without knowing what is ahead.
The wind takes me now,
to a destination.
A place of bliss,
my salvation.
I test my patience,
as salvation comes near.
A place of imagination,
never will I fear.
But not too long ago,
I knew not where to look.
For this demon called time,
my life it took.
I've learned where I am,
no more am I falling.
This salvation now,
it is my calling.
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A poem that I can relate to. I see it as I don't know where I'm headed in the future or what to expect, but if I wait it out and see what happens, hopefully it's what I'll end up liking to do with my life.
but what am I?
Where will the wind take me,
will it let me fly?
My direction is unknown,
I know not where I head.
Sitting here, I watch,
without knowing what is ahead.
The wind takes me now,
to a destination.
A place of bliss,
my salvation.
I test my patience,
as salvation comes near.
A place of imagination,
never will I fear.
But not too long ago,
I knew not where to look.
For this demon called time,
my life it took.
I've learned where I am,
no more am I falling.
This salvation now,
it is my calling.
---
A poem that I can relate to. I see it as I don't know where I'm headed in the future or what to expect, but if I wait it out and see what happens, hopefully it's what I'll end up liking to do with my life.