There is a way up the hillside
But the peak is treacherous
And the descent, often, involuntary
Mortals call the attempt death defying
You will know you have arrived
When you are filled with purpose
And destiny is in the wind
This is where you should watch your step
The world will push
The heavens will pull
You will see only impossible choices
Then, the wind will rise
© H. Hennenburg, 8 November 2019Copyright protected by Digiprove © 2019 H. Hennenburg
32 thoughts on “Destiny”
This is gorgeous, uplifting and quite wonderful!!!! I especially love “Then, the wind will rise.”
Thank you, Sherry!
Ah, sometimes the way up (whatever) hill seems treacherous, but one has to keep going. One can’t discover one’s destiny if one stops (if one really could stop). If the choices at times seem impossible, the wind will know….. Beautiful writing once again.
Thank you, Mary!
I love the sense how the destiny is both perilous and wonderful… the image of the path leading to the top is so fitting… so much balance on the edge.
It does seem true that often balance is achieved right right on the edge!
then the wind will rise….a cautionary tale indeed. It makes me think of a storm rising. Caution indeed.
Thank you, Toni.
This is gorgeously penned, H! I love the reference to the wind .. which puts me in the mind of one taking risks and nature obliging to our every whim 😀
Thanks, Sanaa! May nature always oblige you. 🙂
This is an awesome poem–had to smile at the angels recruiting at the peak–and the struggle itself seems to call forth the trumpets.
I heard the trumpets too, Chrissa!
Intense. The push and pull is palpable.
Thank you, Colleen!
Wow! This has a lot going on … and it’s all fantastic. I do believe in destiny … but I also believe that, to a large extent, we control our destiny with the choices we make as we proceed towards it … and you’ve captured that beautifully here. The word crafting in this, is truly wonderful … really stellar. That – fused with the clarity that you imbue your pieces with – for me – is the key to connection … and I definitely felt a impactful connection here.
Thank you so much, Wendy! Yes, choice and chance is the balance that determines our lives. I am grateful that we were able to connect through words.
I particularly like the touch of humour in:
Mortals call the attempt death defying
Thank you, Rosemary!
Oh this is lovely, H, and the last line is perfect.
Very much appreciated, Rajani!
I love the progression. How each line tells me that there will be bad and even worse, but… at the same time, each new bit of information carries hope. When we get to those strong winds, we are ready!
Thank you, Magaly.
The wind could either blow us off course, or take us where we need to be!
Exactly! That bit of chance in life’s mix.
I had a good giggle at the contrast of opinions between mortal and angels. It would be absolute madness to go on, wouldn’t it? But there will always be those at home in the madness of this kind of journey, who would suffer a different, soul rotting madness if they never made the trip at all. Thank goodness for the wind that understands.
Indeed, Rommy! Those of us who must, must!
I was climbing with you, HH. I have climbed a few fairly mundane peaks, the feeling is great when the top is reached. Seems I’ve experienced updrafts some times. My favorite was a small mountain at the west edge of El Paso (Te xas). Most times after the climb I/we would take the cable car down.
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Oh, wow! You’ve done literal climbing. I am in awe. Seems I only have the courage for figurative climbing. I love that the two experiences can be so similar to the brain, but what wonderful memories you must have! Thanks for stopping by!
Love, love this–recruitment indeed! This piece is gentle and I can feel the wind rise just by reading–beautifully penned!
Thank you, Audrey!
I really like how you depict this hidden power; destiny. It sounds freeing but also something to be approached with caution. Something we have no control of, or do we? Food for thought!
Thank you, Khaya!
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