What if right now you could see
When where and how you meet your destiny.
The date of the crash of a falling plane
Or a mangled car in driving rain
Or a peaceful passing in a bed
Or other ways better left unsaid.
Would you really want to know
When where and how you are going to go?
Or are you content just to wait
Oblivious to the hand of fate
With tears and laughter in your heart
Until you this life do depart.
Raymond Morrow
Mary