Destiny is written very clearly, <br />When you are an ovum, <br />Resting in the ovary, <br />To look for your turn, <br />Month after month, <br />Witnessing the struggling pain, <br />Of your washed out, <br />Sexless siblings, <br />as they are not destined. <br />When your destiny, <br />Has taken its role, <br />You are excited, <br />Keeping a lamp, <br />As the bride waiting, <br />For the groom, <br />The messiah, <br />Who may come at any time, <br />To pierce you, <br />Mix with you, <br />To form a cell, Zygote, <br />To multiply, <br />On the basis, <br />Of binary code. <br />Wish and destiny, <br />Of yours and mine, <br />Fulfilled.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-story-of-an-ovum-happy-iwd/
