Fortune’s Dance

Finding light in the darkest hours

Photo by Kinson Leung on Unsplash

How many times have I wished for luck?
Only to find I’m a sitting duck
How many hopes did I shatter when I fell,
Leaving me to ponder, who paid the spell?

I ask myself, did I truly succeed?
When I turn around, and I’m back at the lead
Is it merely a curse or my past sin?
That life hurls me into this fortune’s spin

But deep in the tunnel one fateful night,
I spotted a glimmer, a beacon of light
A glint of hope, to renew my faith's might,
I took the bait, like a fish in its flight

Afloat I am, breaking the surface,
From a dormant spark, a new soul did resurface.
As I opened my eyes, I glimpsed the purpose,
This time, I’ll believe in myself and prove my surplus

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