(in actuality)
we are not what we think we are
we are not what others think we are
we are what nature determines us
we are what our genes determine us
we are what destiny shapes us
06nov2009
15.09hrs
These words are the prologue to the discovery of oneself. Well written.
Destiny is inapprehensible, ineffable mystery...we are shaped up after its wish or law...even to open or shut our third eye is destiny's decision...nice thought and poem...thank you
yes, very true. very true. the last line is profound. 'we are what our destiny shapes us.' [and our destiny shapes us the way we are] thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
All said and done, we are what we are. Whoever thinks whatever may. Let us know the words of the poet and behave.