Effervescence

Eons ago, it appears, now that

certain things attain their destiny.

We are merely puppets

In these hands, who draw the 

intricate threads of life.

We move from path to path

Each path unfolding great wonders....

And in our paths at times

We do not meet some people

Who tenderly unfurl the best in us,

Quietly, regardless of the passage of time,

We float on.

Perfecting, what us already impeccable

Guiding and providing solace.

Being an emollient in the rough shores of the world....

Softly, oh softly tendering the vast seas of knowledge

Into our being, without constraining.....

A panacea to all seekers... the thirsting souls

The labyrinthine of fate is what brings us together

So that what is destined by eternity

Is shaped most marvelously.....

So that we find out, who we were really meant to be...