Is it Destiny?
Or is it Luck?
Is it Faith?
Or is it Trust?
Is it Now?
Or is it Then?
Do we have the answer?
Are we living-walking or walking-living?
Maybe we go on like the river
Snaking its way
Always forwards
Never backwards
Trusting that the destination is always ahead
Never behind
But what if the destination was behind?
And we went too far
Do we panic?
Do we keep on moving?
Whom do we call on for rescue?
Maybe we stand still
And wait for the destination to come by again
But who said it will?