A late start, a canyon walk
Climbing steps to a hidden spot
A place I could'nt see from where I stood.
Fate smiled as I past the tree
I was blind to the sights
but the Universe played and I could hear
the sound of bees.
I heard a voice, turned behind to look
and found myself gazing forward.
Not believing what I saw (it seemed unlikely),
but I knew the face
walking my way, radiating light
answering a long forgotten question
in a hidden place.
Life is full of surprises. Never lose hope.
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