The planets, the moons, the stars,
what a desperate set they make!
They turn, they wheel, they dice, they deal
and never do they know
how easy it is to slip by them—
to deny them—to just go on and ignore them.
Each night it’s the same, if you’re lucky,
to the right and straight on ’til morning.
The astute of you will pick up on the Peter Pan reference: “Second star to the right and straight on ’til morning.”
People think they are in control of their lives, but they are not. People are in control of their actions, but the forces that impinge on us are beyond our ability to control, coerce, and often, understand.
The source of all good is trust in God and contentment with His holy will and pleasure.
That does not mean that people are not responsible for their actions. But so much of life is beyond that limited degree of control. Illness, the way people appreciate your efforts, the way they treat you…you may be able to influence such things in a positive direction, but you cannot force them to be what you want.
And in some tragic ends, there are those who even chose the hardest and saddest of all options: opting out.
Thank you for reading Zodiac. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed it and I humbly appreciate your visiting the Book of Pain. As always, I look forward to your comments.
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