Destined.
I prayed for love\'s future but see
in late summer raw
need for time to spin backwards
and find spring
where plans stood pine-tall and
action cajoled
to exercise patience as opening
were seeds of hope.
We laughed at inordinate hurry
of moments and made
jokes about bearing hard roads
still ahead,
now tho\' with loneliness pared
to the bone I
know positive forecasts were
pre-destined to lie.
Days weep for the nights when
moonglow lit distance,
longing for paradise as winter
struck health we
wisely coped so why then had
one star to go
orbiting forward yet its chosen
mate could not follow ?