For Three Word Wednesday, prompt words indecision, option, fate.
Fate
A part of Fate is the freedom of man. --R. W. Emerson
Fate beckoned, bowed
on one knee, while
a sycamore swayed
in the breeze. Long
fingers pointed either way,
momentous indecision.
Impossible to weigh
every blazing option;
Fate condescends,
leaves fall
where they may.
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4 comments:
Fate is a scary bony man in the forest of thoughts..this tripped off my thoughts easily as a drifting leaf..beautiful..Jae
I love this.
"Fate condescends,
leaves fall
where they may."
Nice writing!
sometimes it's best to let fate fall where it may. lovely prose
terrific use of the three words, love this
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