Destiny** Comments

H.x what a powerful poem... but then again I would expect nothing else from you.. today, I met a lady on the beach.. I smiled and talked to her and she told me this story: I could feel the wind roll in from the cemetary and it rolled to tears in my eyes and then rolled on to you (I hugged her and she invited me to her village) .. to hear the rest of her story.. her son - 23 years had died after being hijacked in his truck) ... Destiny.. indeed.. is a remarkable word, feeling and attributes.. aroha Deana xx...