In the tapestry of life, we weave,
Threads of fate, oft hard to perceive,
An unseen hand guides every strand,
Shaping our journey, through sea and land.

Whispers of destiny in the night,
Stars align, their glow so bright,
Paths converge, then drift apart,
Yet fate remains, a silent art.

Through joys and sorrows, highs and lows,
A cosmic dance, as time flows,
We seek to understand the plan,
Of fate’s design, for every man.

Embrace the mystery, let it unfold,
For fate’s story is yet untold,
In every heartbeat, in every breath,
Lies the essence of life’s depth.