To believe or not believe
that is the question.
The moment we come to life,that moment destiny turns,
The planets millions of miles away,
Follow us in their gaze,
Should we believe what they tell us,
or should we find our own ways?
Do the stars guide our life?
Do they define our deeds done?
Or should we follow our ,hearts mind or soul,
Or the many planet positions?
The predictors tell you, the past present and future,
But ‘Free Will’,will get in the way,
We get in out lives what we will,
And the planets keep turning away.
In them does the future lies?
Should we heed what the predictor advise,
or our own?
On our own,
We have to plant the seed sown,
Cut the weeds which have grown,
Pour water and trim hedges,
And make the garden beautiful,
The sun will shine as it should,
Bees will buzz and birds tweet,
Then rain,clouds,snow or sleet,
Go on in their lives,
Each moment unique,
Each moment alive,
Each moment unique,
Each moment our own,
Our own to seek.
