A Cosmic Predicament
That temptress Fate
In her supple embrace
Leaving radiant circles of Love
Has led in her deviant manner
To suddenly simple exchange.
Ah, how that thoughtless witness
Shall pursue such a righteous victory
In naming the sample done.
Will the Law prevail that random
Encounters of spiritual marriage
Carry through to the end?
Or will Fate’s sentinels
Shine lowly her meaningful reproach
To despairingly alter the course?
The future unknown to man
Has mighty wings of an alter ego
And in a shadow lurks to pounce.
This was written under the quick inspirational light and I would appreciate any and all criticism.