Our fate

There is no bitterness in the stars
             nor is time the enemy
it’s what we make of it—
             and not how we pass it
but how we live it

last night the patter of rain
             on the window unexpected
and barely noticed
             but today the air is fresh
the garden a lush green

and there’s an all-pervasive
             sense of renewal
the natural world has stirred
             and something wonderful
is about to happen

it doesn’t take much to change a life
             no shower of meteors needed
no earth-shifting cataclysm :
             our fate lies in the corpuscles
red and white that course
             through our veins
breath drives love
             conquers all

John Lyons