Flipping coins with our obscured destinies
As if time will wait and isn’t human-made
We read fortunes cookies for an answer
Yet complain at their stale, plastic taste

What if the coin lands perfectly on its side?
Our universe is full of gray area; unknown
We cocoon ourselves in familiar habits
Though growth is in the uncomfortable zone

We never truly reach our full potential –
So long as we aim to stars beyond our reach
If we condition our value on a destination
We will fail to appreciate the steps we took

Maybe our destinies evolve with our karma
Each day offering a new canvas of life
It’s too simple to see the world black-white
We all walk complex, nuanced journeys

© SK