She understood the course she had to chart
But roads are often built with twists and turns.
Our lives are rarely straight but bent and curved,
And so her road and chart were worlds apart.
She made her plans with care and never thought
That chaos ruled our lives the way it did.
To know there is no rule, we first must rid
The 'truths' that we are sold and we have bought:
We are not governed by the gods or fate -
A pendulum must feel some turbulence.
Allow that plans and maps are meaningless -
Not all that's bad is balanced by the great.
How can we plan when ev'ry year we're spun
A thousand miles per hour round the sun?