Where X Marks the Spot
Was this by chance? Or written in the stars?
There is no such thing as a coincidence
A belief I never stray from
Right place at the right time
Connects the dots to places, people, and things in time
A feeling, a memory, and knowledge of the unknown
Journey's suddenly collide
X marks the spot
A map found with no direction or destination
I've always connected to feeling lost because I know I'll be found
Destinations lead to expectations and ultimately always failure
Insanity is doing the same thing over and over, expecting different results
I choose to take a different approach and stop feeding the illusion of control
Trust in the things I can't see because seeing is not believing
Believe in the power of believing, it gives comfort to the thought
Blessed with the gift of feeling
No longer a burden
An eye for an eye
Finally able to gaze and behold
See eye to eye
Seek and you will find
No more turning a blind eye
It's in the eye of the beholder
Perception on all angles
Slowly creating a path towards where X marks the spot
© 2017 Lindsay