Free to make our choice.
retracing the footprints,
in the sands of time.
Turning back the clock,
changing our destiny,
by making a different choice,
of the chances dealt to us.
Playing our hand differently
or rolling the dice blindly,
still gambling.
Would the destination change,
if we changed the way,
or does the KARMA of our past lives,
dictate the choices,
of our present life.
Thus defining our Karmas again,
so the errors of our past life,
make for the trials in our present life.
A lesson to be learnt,
destiny was in our control,
through our Karmas.
We are FREE to make our Choices,
We are Free to make our Karmas,
We are free to make our Destiny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem