Patricia Etienne
*Oh it is Mystery*
No mountain shall be an obstacle to climb up
No river stream shall be too ferocious to swim across
Even when black smoke obscure the road
When winds blow with gravel dust
When the last cent spent
Not a drop out of possibility
Could be at the last grasp of breath
It will manifest!
The written parchment of all human tasks
Disclose by our earthly missions
If it was meant, it would be
Whether it's a crown
A cushioned chair
Or a risen star
Fate!
The mystery to all!
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