Shades of DestinyA Poem by CrowleyKeep on dreaming...I stirred wooden thoughts into the universe today Cryptic, half-baked, unset, hardly what you would call formed And in the mailbox of my mind, a package came Addressed to "the thinker" of all things I have as much control as a drunken race car driver But the universe sits watch and waits to do you favors If you check the mail daily and tip the postman Your dreams will arrive in boxes wrapped in cosmic foil Keep the boxes close and numbered with sweet priority Then use what the stars give you and not sparingly Not a dream will pass unnoticed, so dream big, dream beautiful And color your life with the shades of destiny, found only in your mind © 2018 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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