Wishing for the Unforeseen

Wishing for Existence

To be chosen out of thousands of seeds,

Is in of itself something

Miraculous.

With a force pulling at the strongest ones,

The buds don't fall.

For they only fall because they are ready,

Because they are the ones who are wiser than the rest.

When a single drop of the living being touches a new surface,

All of its knowledge comes into play,

From what it had been chosen for.

As it grows,

The more it learns,

The more it opens it sights,

And the more it is able to understand.

Being selected to lead the new,

Things,

Words,

And thoughts,

Is a destiny everyone is given.

The only way the others

Will see the blossoming life you have,

Is by shaping things in the right direction,

That is kind to everyone near by.

Even if no other can see you as the wise may,

The one who tried to shape the area is the one who matters more.

No matter if the other will never see you as anything as invisible,

You were strong and chosen by fate,

To have a chance to live.

Only the ones who have ignored the corruption or the leading signs of fallen grace,

Can have the capacity,

To feel and thrive.

The others who do fall can feel,

Just not in the same way as the rest.

The ones who are born can be the ones who lead.

The ones who can convey their emotions,

Are the ones who lead greatly.

Step by step,

And day by day,

The time of passing on,

Slowly creeps into the horizon.

Some see the dreaded end as fear

As it leads to the thing no one can understand at all.

No matter how hard

A being can try to run

They cannot escape the fate

That fate had chosen for the being to take.

The ones who see the dark horizon

May not necessarily see it as dark.

They see it as what it is.

It is the thing that creates the new beauty,

Of emotions,

Sight,

And thought.

They are wise to not run

And cower in fear.

They are wise because as fate

Had picked them years ago,

For growing strong,

 To create,

And make things for the others,

Fate too has decided to gift the new generation with the new chances,

Of finding what the wise had found,

And finding what the fearful found,

A chance to live,

And a chance to feel,

And a chance to imagine.

Because life is worth living,

Because we can have the free will to feel. 

"Wishing for Existence," is accepting all of the beautiful things that fall into the world. All of the things made by each individual helps lead them to a path of great height or falls. Living a life is full of those things and happens more than anyone can realize. We just have to remember that everyone is born strong, able, and powerful. We are just born in different aspects of those things. However, only the ones who can except the inevitable fate that they are different parts of the same thing, can see what really lies within the center of another being. People get corrupt over time, but only the ones who lead with their hearts and theirs and others feelings can lead fate to a better tommorrow.