A poem about Fate

In the big shadows cast by destiny's decree,

Where all the paths get far away and futures intertwine,

There lies the dance of fate's long line,

A great analogy of life's complexity.

In every whispered breeze and every fleeting glance,

Fate weaves its threads with subtle, its invisible hand,

Guiding the walk of the dead people through the land,

With the threads of chance and the celestial happenstance.

So let us everybody make confidence in destiny's plan,

Embrace the path that is lying ahead,

For in its understanding, we find our span,

And journey on, where our imagination is led.