The Winds of Fate
By: Ella Wheeler Wilcox
One ship drives east, and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales
Which tell us the way to go.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate,
As we voyage along through life;
'Tis the set of the soul
That decides the goal,
And not the calm or the strife."
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