If you would tell your fortune in melody, go to a street that is filled with music. Pass the first busker you find. Stop at the second. Listen ahead for the third.
The first is behind you, singing the song that pushes you forward. This is what drives you, hidden foundation of your resolve.
The second is beside you, singing the song of companionship that comforts you. This is what gives you the strength to face your challenges.
The third is before you, a distant dragon snarling in your path, claws coolly plucking your heartstrings. This is what you must overcome to continue your quest.
This poem was written as part of the Poetry Fishbowl project, and sponsored by a patron for publication in The Wordsmith's Forge.