I sat on the shore and wondered,
with what right I wish for more.
Has the world become my canvas,
or the nature has laid down it’s ore.
Amid all the thoughts, I finally realised,
the dreams of a man are nothing,
but whelming lores.
I sat on the shore and fathomed,
destiny is actually what I choose to follow.
With the lasting effect on the life I shall live,
it’s a fruit I gained from sowing the seeds galore.
Everywhere man blames nature and fate, yet his fate is mostly but the echo of his character and passions, his mistakes and weaknesses.
– Democritus
Wings of Dreams 