I Write Short Stories and Poems

Fate as it is,
Fleur-de-lis.
Five encounters,
One to reach.
Map of the rose,
Four directions.
Two for those,
Who afraid are not.
Smell of the sea,
Green leaf tea.
Smile and salt,
Ripples foretold.
Set it free,
Chances are three.
Time will tell,
Weather unwell.
Petal of mist,
Luck of the clover.
Sooner than this,
It will be over.