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The stars do not decide for us
They are but flames that burn the night
They do not cast our fate but just
Reflect it back within their light.
Though we may wish upon the stars
The stars do not decide for us
We choose to become what we are
The cure for savage luck is trust.
A shining caracol and thus
Its twists and turns an endless game
The stars do not decide for us
And so our lives are much the same.
While Heaven's reach is far and true
And kneel before her strength we must
What we believe and what we do
The stars do not decide for us.
submitted for Poetic Bloomings, In Form Poet, Quatern
