Hand of fate

Three years back
fate conspired
too many complications
took us a far away island.

Beatiful life there, friends
travel to white sand beaches
exploring the deep sea secret
Time flew fast.

The plan back then
was well throught out
There were assumptions
which changed while away in the island.

Plans are but transient
we are the children of fate
destiny decides for us
unknown to us, dripped in faith.

The place we felt behind
called us back with a smile
tempted, we wanted to respond
only to be betrayed.

Seed of hope is in hopelessness
faith and devine interventions
bitter cries in temple
washed away touches of guilt.

So called friends advised
hiding their glee
suboptimal suggestions
they would never follow.

A choice emerged
out of the heartfelt prayer
faith that turns tide
live to live another day.