Whatever Will Be Poem by Chantal Lammerts

Whatever Will Be



Wrote this quite some time ago, and only just found it back on my dusty, old laptop... Thought I might as well post it... please comment and be honest, harsh, mean, nice or anything else you chose to be! Oh, and don't forget to put in some advice! ! !
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Whatever will be

Darkness rules the lands that I am wandering on,
Doors circle around me, a cross on them all.
They are already discovered, entered,
And shall not be opened again.

I take another step forward,
My body reacting without the consent of my mind,
It is as if clouds surround me, fog obscuring my thoughts,
I call out, pleading for the mist to be removed,
But there is no one around to blow away the clouds,
I am on my own, for it is my path to take, and mine alone.

So I continue down the small road, destiny not in sight,
For I know not what my destiny is.
The fog doesn’t clear, and I leave it be,
Certain that I can make my way through it all.

But then, when uncertainty does find its way to my heart,
I do not let it show,
For I know that it is a path that must be taken,
There is no way back, for that door, has a cross as well.

The different options in my life that I have tried,
None of them suit me well enough,
Is it because I don’t suit them,
Or do they not suit me?

Does my destiny lie elsewhere, behind a different door,
Or is my destiny not great enough to be held back by a door at all?
And If I do, in whatever miraculous way, arrive at the gate,
Will I have the key to unlock the door?

The feeling that resides inside of me, that won’t fade away,
Is cold and empty.
Is it a feeling of being incomplete? Or rather unsatisfied?
The missing person or thing in my life, might be the key to my door,
But will I be able to find it?

Is this key an object, or maybe an idea? Is it a thought or a person?
Is it someone I must help, or someone who must help me?
This key, would be a main character of my life,
But what would I be to this key? A minor event? A coincidental meeting?

For now, I say, whatever will be, will be,
And so the day shall certainly come, that it will, indeed, be,
And with that, the clouds in my mind, disappear for all eternity.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 18 July 2010

Is It Poetry (7/18/2010 6: 24: 00 PM) | Delete this message It is all that you said, I know, the dreams have not been shared with you, yet perhaps to some they have...iip

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James Mclain 18 July 2010

It is all that you said, I know, the dreams have not been shared with you, yet perhaps to some they have...ip

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