If you wonder of the future
while shooting arrows
blindly into it
you are attempting to
extinguish
your own fate
for if it lies there in your mind
it may well be in your heart
and if it is in your heart
it has already spent
considerable time
in your mind
sheath the arrows
unstring the bow
for destiny cannot be averted
merely delayed
fear not the needles of
anticipation
hope
or desire
and remember
even a bed of nails
has their “finer” points
take hold of what your heart
whispers it loves
and travel forth in the comfort
of the knowledge
that you are walking with one
who feels the same.