#WritcoPoemChallenge
The journey has come to an end,
Weaving through meandering paths,
Sometimes alone, often with a friend
Reaching at junctions where choices divide ,body and soul, and friends hardly retained
There at the fences of fate and destiny
This age has grown to old
And the edge so weary
Breaking the wick of friendship
Knowing we had different choices
That's just a break but not the end
Parting the junction field
Right I go
Left they go

Suddenly the dark fills the earth
I am alone on my way
Grace has never left me in the mess
Yes I chose the right companion
And have reached to my destiny

Grace come we go
Times are ending
But us never ending
Till the promised land



© saakigift