They know what it represents
That glimmering bait
As it sways alluringly
As if decreed thus by fate
If they seek the golden sunlight
To flee the dark depths of the sea
It will surely herald disaster
They are well aware of this decree
Yet, promises of escape charms
Away from all that which surrounds
Perhaps, holding the hopeless dream
They may survive on dry ground
Destiny is often merely all about
A choice we can and do make
Resist the pull, fight the magic
Or live in the sun and all forsake
Providence is never to blame
For it is always a free will
We must all simply do as compelled
By ourselves, to our soulful needs
fulfill…
~Glowing Embers~
1st Aug
2004
