Beyond The Will - Poem by Neran Sati
I didn't come out live by force or will, but out of love
or maybe zeal. And all best that ever happened to me
came just alike - some would say by chance, I recon
scarce, but as upon a child - through the heart gate,
it stance, leaning upon bravery of the curious mind,
and a gut feel - rather than plan or eager will.
For what's been achieved by force - that pure of will -
often pays back with pain, ruine and remorse. So please,
don't push, don't persuade aroun' pulling power strings!
Little knock as well may do, were the fruits of moment ripe
for you. Thus stay prepared, eyes open wide - don't loose
your chance - it precious time, a godly dance, or if prefer,
of cosmic parade, the shiny fair. Above horizon - beyond
the will, your luck's blooming over its resonant soul - if sound
the soil - poluted not by malice, neither else's views
nor wishes spoil'. Be patient, let heart stay long in peace!
Thy thoughts - bow' not before the holy grail - still,
the lucky hour may avail - called by reason, it niece.
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