Strength, fortitude, courage,
will-power with all of our Soul;
Discipline describes this action,
of being in control.
Too tight a grip chokes the Spirit,
as does obsession, fear and compulsion;
Too loose a grip sloths one off the path,
swept into the cosmic commotion.
Destiny is a might force,
on which control surfs a ride;
We can only ebb and flow,
and go gracefully with the tide.
Control is the discipline,
to transform what fate gives;
To play out the hope,
that a vision may live.
It takes generations to steady the hand,
attempting to live a life so great;
It was the control of our parents,
to attune our life with fate.