The Master Of My Own Fate Poem by Maurice Harris

</>The horizon has recessed out of view;
The futurity again wears its rainbow of hues,
Which allows that it assumes the shape that we choose-
This is something that we could never do,
Under the weight of a past that others chose;
What is to be again, no one truly knows;
Though, planted in the spectre of the recent past's shadow,
This seed of faith is sure to take hold, and grow.

Nothing is taken for granted, nor expected any longer,
Except for a fundamental faith, which is stronger
Each and every day-from this point forward,
This is the resplendent goal I reach toward!
Not a moment too soon, nor too late-
I am once again the master of my own fate!

-Maurice Harris,21 October 2011