Strings of Fate

a poem by Anuradha Rao

How many of us conform to the belief,
that whatever happens, happens for a reason?
Be it joy, pain or just plain relief,
and that everything has a specific season.

True, it is hard to accept a supernatural theology
in these days of science and technology.
But many a time, one encounters,
happenings that seem as though they were meant to be.
Even as reason thunders,
the mind is led to believe in Destiny.

Are they but fancies of the human mind,
not supported by truth or find;
how can we submit to fatalism,
without fighting for scientific mechanism?

Still we indulge in believing in Fate,
and get ready to face the inevitable.
We succeed at least at any rate,
to console the mind and make it able,
to face the realities of nature;
where flowers are intended to bloom,
and nothing ceases to venture,
in spite of the impending Doom!