A Cyclic Dilemma

If that which came to pass, was meant to be that way;

Then did my actions and passions have no role to play? 

Or is it my actions that decide the course of life? 

Is the current state, an effect of my strife? 

Which is the cause and which is the effect? 

This is decided at who's behest? 

Such questions often broaden or mire the simple mind

Are these pointless rants or journey towards the divine? 

Whatever the answers to these might be, 

Time is at hand! Your will is free! (?) 

So strive on! Move ahead till you breath your last.

Life's too precious to dwell on the past! 

... But, if my present is a function of the past; 

Was it predestined, that which has come to pass? 

was it meant,  to be this way? 

 Schemes and designs have no role to play?

No rhyme, no reason, No plans  no actions, 

Just cyclic contemplation and cyclic reactions.