The Control of Life

by Scrittore   Apr 30, 2018

There is not much with strength nor breath
Or beauty which is within our clasp
Yet the nights are endless
As we toss in a sea of distress
What may we change?
What good fortune can come our way
From worry for worry's sake
And despair which has no face?
No it does not change this life -
Our destiny or our fate.
So little within our control
Except what is in our soul.
What we do, what we say
How live day to day
What let in our minds
Is the only peace we can find.


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