REFLECTIONS

Reflections



Call me unlucky and it’s my fate you would say;
But that won’t console me in any kind of way.
I believe in my own destiny; as I am the one who fashioned it to be
Like the potter’s hand arty as can be.

I see; I feel the world is not in my favor.
Who’s at fault? I’d say “It’s not mine no more.”
There are better things to be more anxious about; than wallow in pity and self-destruct.
Like the train, faithful, committed not to even go off its tracks.

Life can be harsh and unforgiving sometimes,
But it can be beautiful and sweet all at the same time.
And this is worth living, celebrating every new beginning
Like a new sapling reaching, growing and bearing.

No turning back, I must move on!

These are some of the many reflections.
In this single journey I call my own;
A life of munificence and many contradictions;
All that is required is a deeper appreciation.



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