How Hard You Try - Poetry inspired by John Milton's "On His Blindness"

How hard you try

How hard you try matters not, but try you must. 

For all the Deities need a mild sacrifice

Not death, nor blindness or pain the price

But choosing of paths that are taken on trust 

For unlike our breath, a gift given to us, 

And our beating heart, whose rhythm is precise,

Our choices and fate seem like rolling the dice.

Am I to surrender and say “God’s will is just”?

You asked to know, the voice inside replied,

But you could not be trusted to hold control.   

Your heart and breath combined with mine

keeps the plot. But minds, my pride, provide

Laughter enough to keep the world as whole.

Choices do seem yours, and yet you try but always die.