Destiny

Destiny

We often hear that we should leave our future up to fate and everything will be revealed when the time comes. But that’s really akin to standing in the middle of a plain, waiting for the wind to lift up your kite rather than running and making an effort to raise the kite yourself. Of course, we will never really know whether our efforts made any real difference at all, but if we do not try to improve things ourselves then could we really expect them to work out miraculously for the better? Even if we try and it doesn’t work out in the end, we would at least know that we did all that we could. Otherwise, we may find that we will have regrets in life and always live with the question… what if? 

Destiny

Some people say it’s destiny,
that things were meant to be,
and fate is what will govern all,
that happens unto thee.

And all the talk of choice, freewill,
is an illusion made,
to cause the individual, 
to think a role they’ve played.

But if we dwell within this thought,
we’re bound to lose our drive,
for what would really be the point,
for us to be alive.

If nothing in life was our choice,
then what’s our effort for?
And what’s the point in working hard,
or striving anymore?

If our successes or failures,
did not hang by a thread,
then why would we not opt to be,
just spectators instead.

For we can simply just sit back,
relax, enjoy the ride,
free from all the heavy burdens,
and choices to decide.

Just watch as things resolve themselves,
why should we intervene?
As everything will go to plan, 
as was foretold, foreseen.

But this just simply can’t be true,
and we must not conform,
this dogma of accepting fate,
must not become the norm.

For if we forfeit on our dreams,
let chances pass us by,
we may regret not having tried, 
when we lay down to die.

Opportunities will rarely,
be twice within our reach,
so ‘carpe diem’ every day,
and practice what we preach.

For life is what we make of it, 
if only we believe,
our achievements are only bound,
by what we can conceive. 

If we surrender and submit,
to destiny’s ill rule,
then we deserve all that we get,
as a complacent fool.

 

The Contemplative Poet is an award-winning poet who has travelled and worked across three continents. He has a passion for wordplay and is currently a legal professional in Hong Kong.