Those who search for everything often stumble frequently and miss those things and persons destined for them.
Movement for the sake of itself is pointless for those too afraid to allow themselves restful reflection.
Complaining rather seeking solutions from within is their practice of negating responsibility for themselves as weak winds become hurricanes.
And you and I observe personal storms which need not have born in embryos too old to be considered infants.
Failure is not an accident when one shuns the energy required for those destined for success.
Your destiny is preordained.
Why do you instead choose to reject your positive inheritance.
Knowledge is ignorance's cure.
Stupidity is fatal.
Yours is a nice sentiment, and so well written.
I just believe that much of our bad luck was also preordained.
Perhaps for squandering good luck in a prior life?
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Ron
Peace, love and blessings,
John Michael Domino
I just believe that much of our bad luck was also preordained.
Perhaps for squandering good luck in a prior life?
Regis