SHE CAN SEE IT!

she can see it...she can finally see her destiny...it is weathered and worn...her trusted friend...it is her likeness...shaped from the earth of her thoughts...adorned with magnificent melodies...she can taste it and articulate the unmasked splendor of its truth...today she creates the masterpiece that is her destiny...the road is paved with drops of passion kissed with fragrant oil and cleansed in the rivers of life...it has been abused and forgotten...cherished and remembered...on this day that is as norman as most...something is birth...a cavernous ravine ready to be filled...ready to be filled with honor...she walked within the balmy afternoon feeling neither here no there...she gripped her own hand as if it were her lovers...looking for something more...looking for balance...the spirit of the wind raced through her ordinary, raping her plain moment and throwing all to the wind...she found herself naked yet fully clothed...she found herself squinting in the late afternoon sun-saying to herself that the sky is a perfect blue...she writes and writes in her mind...finally her pen runs across the paper like a drowning swimmer...today she glimpses the whole...fragmented and broken without cause...today she glimpses her destiny in the light!