In Esse' Comments

All said and done, we are what we are. Whoever thinks whatever may. Let us know the words of the poet and behave.

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.