Our destiny was never about living in the mist
being covered, confused by the fog,
we were meant to live in the mountains
following the light of our birth, always
moving forward and forgetting the pain
going higher still, the sun in our veins
breathing the air, with eyes filled
seeing the hope of the earth living.
So when the trail gets tough
or doesn’t make sense, remember
the sunlight, remember your destiny,
remember who you are, so that you can dance
on top of the mountain, being the person
you were meant to be.
Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies
Peace and blessings to everyone.
“When we love people, we give them hope.”