(such a typical thing to say)

If honestly was destiny then how was she to feel,
about the things she thought she knew before the sun appeared.
There was no ray before it rose just nightfall moonlight shine,
and now it showed to her alas her history devine.
And up arose to rule again her will to surely try
to fight for what was given so, and open up her eyes-
a path to take, a ride, a walk toward what she felt was new
and though it seemed as if all clear she lacked of the right clues.

Juli 2009