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It was not with thunder rolling
nor a blaze in open sky
Fate arrived as quiet knowing
in the corner of my eye
It was gentle but it anchored
pulled my name into its hand
Showed me paths I’d never measured
yet they fit like promised land
We expect our calls as shouting
but they come as breath instead—
in the pause between two heartbeats
in the place no one has led
Now I walk the road appointed
not with fear but with a vow—
for the day fate pointed at me
is the day I pointed now
