Fate, the invisible hand that guides us all,
From the cradle to the grave, it never stalls,
It weaves a tapestry of life's grand design,
And shapes our destiny, both yours and mine.
Some say it's predetermined, set in stone,
Others argue we can shape it on our own,
But one thing's for certain, fate's always there,
Whispering in our ears, without a care.
It's the force that brings us together or apart,
The reason we follow our dreams with all our heart,
It's the source of joy, and sometimes pain,
The sun that rises and sets again.
Fate, the master of our lives,
With its twists and turns, it always thrives,
We may resist, but we cannot deny,
That it's the reason we're here, you and I.
So let us embrace our fate, with open hearts,
And trust that it will lead us to where we're meant to start,
For in the end, it's not the destination that counts,
But the journey we take, that truly amounts.