Destiny calls, echoing through the night,
Beckoning a beaten soul to Awaken.
For life is divided into seasons
And each one has its end.
Yet time opens doors
According to a divine plan.
However, preparation is key,
To walk on water when chaos drowns the land.
To cultivate wisdom
To face any circumstance.
"Tomorrow is never promised,
Child take my hand.
Don't use your eyes to see,
But be diligent with your talent.
Take Obstacles head on,
I promise you'll come out the other end,
Don't be timid with your gifts,
Living an idle existence.
There's much to learn, much to discover,
Mush to realize on the path to fulfillment.
Don't rest any longer,
For at its core time waits for no man.
But with consistent exploration
You become the exception"

© fruitfulodyssey