The Changeable Bit of Life

Sometimes when I look at life It really makes me think Especially when two souls are filled with rife It’s so sad when one can’t see the link Between the preordained and the changeable Sometimes when I consider love As a simple decision to love I can’t help myself from finding out That it is full of predestined forces through out It is our gentle duty to hold on to the changeable bit Sometimes when I observe myself I can clearly see the plenteous lessons Left for me to master all by myself From the previous day’s failed lessons Just for trying to make the preordained otherwise Sometimes we as humans don’t need to struggle Just to love and to be loved If we will decide not to fumble We will understand that even before life we were loved By someone who wants us to hold on to our changeable bit And leave the complex rest to fate.