Thread of Fate .
Oh humble hands that weave the strands,
With gentle touch in many lands,
In silence, thou knit our lives,
Through love and loss, thread by thread entwines.
In every stitch, a story told,
Of warmth and comfort, brave and bold,
From birth to death, thy yarn does twine,
Through joy and sorrow, clear design.
Through flowing time, our moments glide,
In currents deep, both far and wide,
Thy touch unseen, in every loop a bond
In each ripple, a story adorned.
In vast expanse of woven space,
Thy hand in stars, in heavens trace,
Through night and day, thy silent song
We journey forever, and ever long.
In life's grand quilt, we find our place,
In growth and change, we seek thy grace,
Through every heart, through every soul,
Thy purpose leads, thy presence whole.
In shadows deep where void does lie,
We seek the truth beyond the sky,
Through every end, a new beginning,
In thy design, all threads are spinning.
In hallowed halls where knowledge dwells,
Thy wisdom's light out fear dispels,
Guide us through both night and day,
In thy embrace, we humbly stay.
For in thy weave, we find our place,
A part of thy eternal grace,
By thy hand, paths cross and part,
With every beat of tender heart.
Thy silent song, our lives' refrain,
In laughter's light, in deepest pain,
In grand design, we find our state,
In this awe we praise, oh Thread of Fate
Fate is a funny word. People love to play with its meaning and its applications. Some call it destiny, others call it inevitable, and a few tend to accompany it with worlds that give it direction. ‘Thread of Fate’ – ah, if fate were a thread, what would that mean? What happens when the thread is woven? What happens when it twists? What happens when it breaks? Well… who knows?
Sometimes, the simplest of actions determine one’s life. And other times, those simple actions lead to unavoidable consequences. One is free to choose his path but must be wary of the untold challenges and hidden dangers that lie ahead. There's always a choice, so... I ask you now, what will your choice be, Apollyon?
LoneQuack · Fantaisie
