Fate
We look for shapes in the clouds
And the stars
Searching for meaning in what is meaningless
A point in what is arbitrary
We look for inspiration
In the slums of warriors
Placed in the sky by the gods
We search for a message
In light that was created before our ancestors breathed
But all we find is what we can create
Stories shaped by our perspective
Written from our histories
Created from our position in the universe
There is nothing written in the stars but
What we write ourselves
Copyright © Anna Robertson | Year Posted 2016
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