Fate in hand

I see this in the memory of my mind
Despite the fact it’s of a future time
Like this is what I’m meant to know
Like to you is where my life goes.
I can’t fathom the route infront
Or the path I have walked along
Because it’s knowledge rather than a plan
Like fate had this in hand
On the days we both felt lost & weak
It’s like that was preparation for us to meet
Because everything about you makes me realise
My own strength,  it’s something about my truth in your eyes
Like you understood the new me
Before I even realised I am already free
Like you saw my path unraveling
There’s something about this that’s so gratifying
I can’t place my finger on anything but our pulse
Where it firmly is, documenting these results
Not that I expect something more than you
You’re belief in me carries me through
That in itself is a reason to be grateful
A reason to believe our meeting was fateful
You see vision in my plans where I see none
There’s no question about how far my dreams run
Only non expectant support has left your mouth
Your view of me is not clouded with my savage self doubt
Its not like I think my strengths lay with you
But its a mix of what you say & what you do
Which makes me certain I can fly my journey
I can’t use my wings yet, I’m still learning
But when I can you’ll be the one to accompany me in my flight
In no matter what context, I know you’ll be nigh
We will laugh & joke over times passed
Because a manifestation like this lasts
We will fly to the sun and stars above
But not on the fateful wings of love
No,  something more certain & real
Based on intuition, not just how I feel
This will be something wonderful no matter how it forms
Neither of us will feel loneliness,  evermore
I want you to know you will always be loved
For who you are,  because that’s enough 

My way forward

So,  I’ve had the summer off from writing,  pretty much.  I’ve tried to get myself out of the house to places I feel comfortable.
Anyway,  I’m not here to discuss my mental health & relating actions, that is what my other blog is for. 

So,  during the final weeks off the Summer a few things have startd kicking off for me.  I will tell you about them, but only once there is something more than my small truth to tell.

I have college on Friday 20th September. I’m excited,  and I’m dreading it. 
I’m dreading being a classroom with beginner writers who all come to me for advice.
I know that sounds selfish,  I don’t mind  exchanging ideas or bouncing them & such,  but I have spent time in educational environments where I may as well be a T/A ..but I can’t help it.  I get swept up in other peoples creativity & it invokes my own. 

I am excited though, this is a sign of good things I hope. 

Poetry & reiki=my way forward