SOME THINGS

By Estelle Cortes

Some things take their own sweet time,

Like petals of a flower unfolding,

Like bees pollinating.

Even the ebb and flow of the tide,

Are  dependent on the Moon.

Some things are beyond our control,

Some things can't be grasped,

Some things can't be forced

Like the orgasmic gasps of lovers 

In the throes of making love.

So I put my trust in Fate,

That the Universe puts me

Where I am meant to be,

At certain points when I just want to rebel

No matter how defiant I may be.

So I bow my head and say:

Let thíngs be.

Destiny will have its say.

I'm just your soldier,

Please lead the way.

And humbly I say,

So mote it be.

~Estelle~

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