99poems/maze

I see my
life like walking
a maze.
If I make the
right turns
it will all
work out,
I’ll move easily
along and wind
up somewhere
with a panoramic vista.
I always feel
the universe has
a plan, and I have
to guess it,
like playing
a game,
winning a contest
or prize.
Make a mistake
you end up
empty handed.
With no more
turns.
You are trapped
there, and
night is
coming.

I read that
we make
our own fate,
there is no
such thing
as destiny.
I still can’t
tell if this
makes things
easier
or not.

5/27/99