Destiny

What is free will?

The wheel of destiny turns us

To what is meant to be

Our thoughts pale in its fiery rays

That we can never see.

 

What we think our future holds

Is often short of truth

It fades beside fate's pattern

That is woven from our youth.

 

I wonder what my purpose is,

If it is in my own hand

For all has simply come about

As I, calm and still, here stand.

 

Will my goals and choices matter

Or will time and the unforeseen

Shape my life despite me?

If so, what does free will mean?

 

11/18/2003

 

Reviews

[Wildecat]

Excellent poem, and an age old question what about free will? Nice write.