Your poem reminds me of a few lines from my manuscript describing my narrator's belief in destiny: "Birds could sense magnetic fields during their migration. That meant there were literal roadmaps in the sky that humans couldn’t detect. What other unseen strings were tugging me in the right direction when the weather went bad?"
Your poem reminds me of a few lines from my manuscript describing my narrator's belief in destiny: "Birds could sense magnetic fields during their migration. That meant there were literal roadmaps in the sky that humans couldn’t detect. What other unseen strings were tugging me in the right direction when the weather went bad?"
Lovely!
Lovely😊serene, yet a bit melancholy perhaps???🤔
Quiet, precise, exquisite poetry
wonderful (: