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Perhaps it is, really,

By design

Where we are born

And how we live

And how and when and why

We die.

Perhaps it is

By fate,

That we can love

And we can laugh

And dream

And struggle to let go

Of hate.

Perhaps we’re each

A stitch

In the tapestry

Of an overarching

Plan,

(That we do

Or do not

Understand).

Yet still the truth

Remains,

That our strength is

Bound to fail at

The weakest

Thread.

And that we each have a

Part in

Whether we

Mend

Or shred

The possibilities

Ahead.

For RDP Sunday: Design

And just for fun, also for Terri’s Sunday Stills: Yellow