It speaks for a moment
But once in your life
You’ll miss if you listen
And blind find it right

If even a thorn or
A rose’s red hips
Would hustle their rustles
They’d crumble in chips

They’d rush there to find it
To meet it, to bask
They’d fumble a tumble
To land in your flask

Though wafting with roses
Your brew comes to spill
It runs though the cracks, all
To mix with the till

We chase it to find it
To hold it to keep
We muscle and fussle
Lose out on our sheep

That rose which was winding
Will bind to our land
So pray take it slowly
To walk hand-in-hand

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We can prattle on all day about what we seek in a relationship. Sure, it’s by our own hand we reach out and take what we seek. Sure, it can be by twist of fate when it doesn’t work out between the two. More often than not, it’s the twist of fate which keeps you together instead! Fate happens to one, not to two. If you wish to be together, align your actions with your will. Anything else is up to the whims of the world.