Naive she was outward
Much against the shock-stairs
Destiny specially built for her..
Sympathy wasn't close to her
From all around; unaware too
Of her heart feather-footed..
Only her destiny knew of she
Delving in challenging change
The thorned stairs for flower-strewn
A path velveteen in mum secret
Innocence is not ignorence
And her destiny knowing it
Slapped her in vengence..
Kicked her beloved spouse sixty plus
To exit leaving behind a gift-balance
Of grown up children unsettled..
Destiny is individual.. yes
But destinies...?
A sister destiny extended
Invoking in her a help of courage
She now stands out herself raised
A bold trudge in life's right of way
Out of their folly mellowed children
In total acceptance bloomes a smile
Her spouse soulful in her heart
She's more beautiful now...
Indira Renganathan
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ability-4-2/
