a poem by Stefanie Vega
In all the days before this time In dark I walked alone... Unconscious of the paradigm And seeds that I had sown. The plan that fate did have for me I could not ever know; To face the harsh realities And then Be forced to grow. And all the while another soul Was called up on to die And step into a greater role One which he did comply. Now roads behind lead where we stand Our broken lives the start That led us to that sacred land... Into each other's heart.