Golden Palms

Published in the magazine "Off The Coast"

A chance occasion
forged by the golden hands of fate,
by the beating of the millions of hearts,
by the passion enmeshed in millions of souls
of the creatures that thrive upon this planet
Down the silver ribbon that exists
across the peaks and vales of mountains,
Beyond the lapping waves of the cerulean sea,
whose grains of sand embedded in the ocean floor
represent the hopes, the dreams, the aspirations, the ambitions
of the souls bestowed upon the earth
by destiny, to live and leave their respective marks,
and make a change to a world, to a universe,
teeming with imperfections and sorrow
Across the midnight sky, brimming with the sparkles
of stars that exist, miles and miles afar from our hearts,
whose each twinkle, each glister, embodies all that the conscience believes in-
faith, happiness, and the hope for a better morrow
And beyond the horizon, beyond our sight
lie the mysteries yet to be unearthed, to be discovered
by the natural instincts of humankind- to uncover, to excavate
our intrinsic potential, our innate abilities
that coalesce to form a universe of euphony
since we all worked as one,
and strived to bring out the underlying goodness
that remains dormant in the spirit of humanity