I decided not to do the official prompt today (maybe I can try it another day). I’ve been thinking a lot about destiny and what I was put on this planet to do, the reason for my existence and how to fulfill that calling, so I wrote an acrostic poem for the word Destiny.
Doors I only need to walk through,
Even now open if I choose to
Step into the unknown, bathed in
Trepidation, but cleaned by believing
In the hope of a high calling.
Now is the time to follow that voice which says
You were made for this purpose.