07 Sonnet

I have been here before and thought of you
Not knowing if you were ready to meet,
Your journey began with an opposed view
Although all dissent insists on a beat.
Paths crossed in haste are rarely determined
As intent gives way on destiny’s course,
A lonely desire is nonetheless twinned
As free will is subject to life’s dead force.
So now I await your arrival here
Unsure if I’ll travel this road again,
If arrows fly straight there’s no point to fear
Despite reckonings including such pain.
Ground tread in hope can be retread in haste
But the land cares not if it falls to waste.


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