Free Will Poem by Tor Magnor Solvang

The world spins fast, a blurry ride,
We're thrown in deep, with nowhere to hide.
Some days are hard, a twisted maze,
No easy answers in the haze.

The road ahead, it isn't clear,
No painted lines to calm the fear.
A blessing this, to choose our way,
A curse sometimes, when we go astray.

He made us strong, in spirit deep,
But cracks remain, our secrets keep.
And that's okay, we're meant to grow,
To stumble, rise, and learn to know.

The greatest gift, a whispered plea,
To choose our fate, and truly be
The captain of our drifting soul,
Though wild winds blow, beyond control.

We learn and try, with open eyes,
'Til life's last breath, a sweet surprise.
For none are wise, completely whole,
Just journeys taken, making us whole.

T.M.Solvang