Who knows how fate works in our lives?
Fate – eternal tyrant – rules over all of us.
Since we were unborn and not conceived
and our parents unknown one to the other.
Paths to walk by, persons to love and to hate.
Arrivals and departures, praises and failures.
Faith and despair; rejoicing; tears and fears.
Every time, every day or hour, week by week,
from dawn to evening and noon to moon,
conscious or unconscious of its guidance,
we go pursuing threads around the labyrinth.
Would be a warlock, by early times, in old caves,
who spelt the words that compose our book?
Or a saint who threw the letters from the stars?
First published in Cyclamens and Swords, August 2011 issue.
Published in Dead Snakes, January 29, 2016.