The Role Of Faith

Fate plays its role
For each soul
And then quietly tie
Without telling why
so whatevercomes out
Accept it without doubt
And know in life's trade
We cannot ask for shade
So sit near fate's gate
And wait to see your plate
And know that God's mill grinds
Slow, but sure and kind.

poem by Seema Chowdhury
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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