Destined September 12, 2022

We are. But in the way that

flowers are destined to open,

or that waves are destined to

fold on themselves and gather



Fate is not the arrow of our secret

ambition, but the turning of a life

around an unshakable center, the

way the Earth turns on its axis in

its endless journey around the sun.


So, when I confess that we are meant

for each other, I am not singling us out

from the thousands of lovers who have

stumbled through the centuries.


But more, that you are the rain that

opens my petal. And in that moment

of unfolding, we are touched in the

one spot that everyone who ever

loved has known.


A Question to Walk With: In conversation with a friend or trusted loved one, explore your own sense of what destiny means and looks like.

This is from my book of poems in progress, The Half-Life of Angels.

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