Whose Will is it?

[written February 2010, and published in the anthology of poems "Poet's Paradise" released at the International Poetry Festival 2010, in December]

Whose Will Is It?

He gave his entire life to it, his love and hours,

But his own eyes saw it fall apart and break.

Tarnished and hurt was his heart,

As he bent over to examine each part.

"How could this happen, What did I ever do,

To deserve a failure like this?"

With tears flowing down his face, he picked

The smallest piece, and gave it a gentle kiss.

"With you I shall rebuild, and prove to the Gods,

That whether they will it or not,

I will taste success, glory and all,

And never will face another such fall!"

He spent all his energy, and twice as long,

With a burning thirst, all to prove he was strong.

With his wounded heart and tools soiled

By a past failure, all day and night he toiled.

With a passion from his heart and soul, every pain he bore.

When he was done, not another like was ever made,

It was near perfect, and would be fawned and famed.

It was a hundred fold better than the last he made.

"Oh Gods! I have done it! I proved you wrong,

I can do it all, I am strong!

We don't need you to decide whether it will happen or not,

Leaving us mortals with uncertainity at every shot!"

The Gods just smiled and whispered to each other,

"You see this one, have you seen another?

When he failed once, it was for him to be inspired

To do better. After all, his success was what we desired!"