Coincidence
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How much of your life is your own free choice or is your path laid out for you to follow?
Free Will or Predestination?
Coincidence
Is life as random as it seems,
Each day brand new with no restraint,
A gift of freedom and of choice
Without restrictions' gloomy taint?
Or this .. I've known that man before
Though when I really can't explain.
Is this a chance coincidence
That's passing through my life again?
Or was all this once prearranged,
Are we predestined every day
To do things where we have no choice,
To live but never have a say?
Perhaps life is a colouring book
With dot-to-dot and boundary lines.
We draw in details all the time,
New pages showing our designs.
Coincidence is more or less
An act of fate, and if that's so
It's no surprise it lies in wait,
Appearing everywhere we go.
So which is real .. unplanned events
Or life laid out by other means?
We are here while time moves on,
Daily colouring in the scenes.
Copyright © Elisabeth Sheaffer | Year Posted 2017
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