If you thought human conscience,
Was tough to predict,
Introspect about the ways,
The cosmos writes and edits.
Why people do, what they do,
During the times they decide so.
There’s a design, they can see,
Those who are willing to know.
Must be really important,
The roles they need to play.
If from a gazillion possibilities,
They are picked for you, again.
Life is supposed to sail through,
Irrespective of the wrath of the waves.
While steering it is our job,
Cosmic help eases the chase.
