The Winds of Fate
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
One ship drives east and another drives west <
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life:
'Tis the set of the soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
The Winds of Fate
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