aka The Frazzled Mom
A little bit of poetry, as featured in the upcoming novel, Second on the Right.
**WARNING: May contain spoilers.**
True love’s magic is not to avoid changes,
But to navigate them successfully.
Agitated by a mystic tidal force, the lonely star was now set on course.
Witch, fortune teller, old woman or friend, all to bring the two together again.
The hand of fate now set the tide,
And soon the star-crossed would collide.
As stars collide, would one grow great, the other die, in their set fate?
Would one burn bright, overtaking another, consuming it til there was no other?
Would they remain eternally bound, until their true purpose was found?
Would one finally atone, only to exist alone?
She continued to manipulate, in the hopes to mitigate,
The past of crimes, could not be changed or, in fact, rearranged,
But still there was a chance, the one would grow and take a stance.
The stars, having collided, the plan set in motion,
The one was now called, back to the ocean.
The new star born, would lose all control,
How would the star redeem the soul?
One breaking heart, then two, then another,
Her plans may fall asunder.
A champion she would create,
All back together, their paths nearly straight.
A champion to set all right, unexpected star, burning bright.
Three, now four, that once had merged, the change beginning, on the verge.
Unruly and corrupt, the evil air god would create upheaval.
Yet the danger still to come might correct what once undone.