Wheel of Fate

An invisible string binds each one of us Fates hand stitching our destinies Intwined into the tapestry of life When do we trust the power of fate? Is it too soon? Is it too late? Forward and backward, the paths we take We sleep, we rise, we take and ache We wait for cues the stars aligned Looking up as we stand holding our hands intwined The spinning hand of fate, wishing it lands square at our gate So if it finally does, set your fears aside With faith anew, push the gate open wide! 10.3.22