Life is a Choice

Whatever is done will happen, but what would destiny be? Or, is there a destiny? One would like to ask, but no answer comes.

Not on the chair.
Not on the door.
Not on some tree.
Not on the person beside the seat.
Not on anyone who is loved.
Not on one's parents.
Not on one's relatives.
Not on heaven.
Not on hell.
Not on limbo.
Not on the angels.
Not on mythical creatures.
Not on the wheel of fortune.
Not on anything one knows.



Find it yourself.




But isn't finding it a choice itself?


It isn't that easy.