The corridors of our whimsical lives
travel neither straight nor trim,
but ever wend
and ever bend
with wanton wile and whim.
We scheme and plan our next life-steps
as humans are wont to do,
but we never know
where our life-path will go
when our days' travels are through.
Should we do this?
And should we do that?
as alternatives we debate,
but serendipitous chance and choice
invariably meld into fate.
So, since the best laid plans we make
are all worth less than zip,
just ride with life's tide,
smile wide inside,
and learn to enjoy the trip.
copyright 1998 by Chuck Morlock
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