The pen

Old chapters end
and new begin
There is no going back in this story
One can not simply relive ones life
For better or worse
I am left at the mercy
of Gods mighty pen
that has been entrusted to me
I wonder what new wonder or pestilence
is hiding on the other side of the page
I wonder what kind of story my life is…

Michaela Bjaranson 2020

Written after thinking about the freewill paradox

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