Note: My first attempt at poetry! :-)
Once upon a time, there was an ignorant man,
miserable he was, yes, he had no plan!
He had no idea, of what life is about,
Of what is one's purpose, was beyond him, no doubt!
As he tasted more life, his ignorance finally faded
Curiosity sprouted, questions sprang, about life, he now hated!
"Why me?" thought he, there has to be a reason,
"Destiny it is!" he concluded; his intellect had an off season!
He set out in a quest, a quest of destiny he thought,
Little did he know, all he would find was naught!
He waited and searched and then waited some more,
Lost he was in deep sea, he found no shore!
His desperation surged, restless he became,
To the extent, for anything wrong, he had destiny to blame!
Even more than before, miserable had he become,
That "this was supposed to happen", was his answer to every problem!
Then arrived a day, when he met a wise man,
Who seemed just like him, his life instantly fore-ran!
"Worry not!", said He, you are not alone,
That many a people, troubled of destiny, he had known!
"Is Destiny what you seek?, It's what you make, not meet,
A journey it is, not a final stop, where you rest your feet!
It's a mirage, it follows you, it walks with you,
Your actions define it, it changes with you, every moment it's Anew!"
Enlightened he was, by the words of the wise one,
His quest succeeded, he had found the solution!
His path looked clear, the sky was once again sunny,
Feeling empowered, he walked back, to change his own destiny!