In the company of the Master the fog lifted
Soundness of mind allowed my heart
To open the door of living a purpose filled life
Games I never enjoyed
I could and would no longer play
Time was running and winning
No more second, third, endless chances
And lost opportunities
Gifting my gifts was the agenda for today
Quietly and with love I accepted my purpose
In the company of the Master

Desta

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston

Time is truly a gift to us all. Loved the poem.