Free Will Meets Destiny
Free Will Meets Destiny
Free Will and Destiny meet at the astral crossroads
Of choice and fate
Before our eyes, an audience seeing both sides of enigma -
Seeking resolution in the crosshairs of definition -
Hypnotized at happenstance or a date marked on a calendar
Before light birthed light –
Chosen by choice to share a kiss of kismet –
Luck upon a high horse rears up before covenant designs,
Taking shape - rolling on - by the eternal’s choice
Asking us
Does the leaf of autumn refuse to fall?
Does the rose refuse to bloom?
Or seasons stumble in the cycle?
The perfect plan askes us
If free will and destiny’s fate join hands -
Shedding their cloaks of ambivalence
Named “what if” or called “does it matter”
As thirteen ambles under ladders holding tight black cats
In predisposing oracles of impending doom -
To morph and leave behind their masquerades of gypsies
Holding fortune’s cards in cloudy crystal orbs
To ever walk hand in hand in the emerging master plan,
Never imposed – softly shown – no either or -
Wisdom’s daily written apparition –
Free will is our destiny.
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