WORDS OF FATE
When my pen hits the paper
I grow anxious and eager to write another caper
Steadily and gracefully then I lift my pen
I ponder with my thoughts on subject matter and where to begin
I hunger for one last metaphorical rhyme
As my thoughts race to my fingers, words form into sentences line after line
As a child of destiny I accept my fate
I have a lifetime of transgressions that awaits
So many words are buried deep in my sympathetic soul
The metaphoric rhyming words and phrases start to flow
Right away I start to contemplate and calculate
My words have to inspire and its meaning has to have weight
I will never stop from exerting my efforts, this is a must
God only knows how to guide us
We all know that evolution is inevitable
Also that nothing is contingent and coincidental
Our faults are no secret, despite our mistakes His love will never abate
To be honest our destiny is ours and we control our own fate
Actions are the seed of fate deeds grow into destiny.
Harry S Truman
A man's character is his fate.
I'm not somebody that thinks about destiny and fate, but I don't walk away from it when something unfolds.
Copyright © Jeffrey Lee