It was always in my soul, the real
Destiny towards I am creeping in.
My goals were set by God himself,
Only to do was to follow his path.
I made some variations, for which came
Unexpected hindrances, blocked the way.
But after many detours, dry spell and
Stagnation, I can see the destination.
Mirrors of history are disappearing
Reflect lights, follows universalrules
The cosmic experience inviting me here
To explore, enjoy, to learn and to give
The wind is blowing to raise the wings,
To move me to distant fertile horizons,
It will take me soon to my actualisation,
Only I have to do is to spread my wings.
Destination! ! ! Life's journey! Souls on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As in Maslow's hierarchy We flow to self actualisation Great poem