Legacy on a blank page

How much latitude do we have in penning ourselves?

How much is predetermined by us or by God?

Legacy within my veins begs for release

A stark blankness waits words

To fill the unwritten pages

of chapters yet to come

with hope or tragedy

solitude or love

joy or pain


Is it a mere fiction to wish for either or?

To separate the wheat from the chaff seems unrealistic

Better to accept the good with the bad in full measure

To find value in worthlessness is a beautiful art


In happiness and sorrow I create

Integrating wholeness within fate

My destiny unwritten still awaits


Such are the nature of my thoughts with the rising sun and a not quite blank page.

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