Fate, quietly

as i lie while falling asleep tonight
i wonder and think...
wonder and think.

the trail i follow.
the choices i make.
the experiences of others,
wherein i try to relate.

they flock together to cause me to ponder

what is my fate?


i try to never look back,
but in the moment i found i dared, and did.


snow-covered slopes,
waves crashing on the shore,
fire blazing from glowing firewood
while me and loved ones sat together--

toasting marshmallows and s'mores.



another question, to myself i ask,


what do i remember these things for?


the answers i form i ignore
as the voice in my head says to me,

"remember some more".

but it's deep down that i know,
here lies the core of my situation.


the memories where i dwell,
versus the future i issue to my imagination.

the present that provides either peace or disaster;
as it is up to myself, to be the victim, or be the master.


for you, my life i refine.
for me, my worries i resign.

my fate, as so much as i yearn to know,

i peacefully realize,


will manifest on its own

silently over time.