“Fate” Paintings by Erika Gofton
Something about the work of Erika Gofton put me in mind of this poem, Fate.
Fate winds its way around me
Like a river wraps a field
And floods my dying surface
To nothing does she yield
As she chooses she reminds me
She is bigger wiser braver
My arrogance a folly-nothing
To her slightest glance or waiver
The plans I made the stance I took
Are nothing more than dirt
Absorbed in her cool waters relieved
Now from all of the work
Of pushing and deciding
of steering guiding ‘gainst the grain
For now I float above her relieved from any pain
She carries all those burdens which were made up and imagined
They never held me as I’d thought there were demons as companions
The seeds I’d planted swept away
The furrowed field abandoned
I float now high above these things
With wings light and strong expanded
It’s occurred to me that I am dead
Akin to those enlightened
My cares are gone my fears are quelled
Of nothing am I frightened
This place I go when I’m with you
Where fate towers high, enormous
The very thing I can believe
And need not prove beyond us
To see, to hear, to smell her
Might happen any hour
To know the other is alive
Must suffice to prove her power
She’ll take us where and when she likes
Of this now I am sure
And as I wrote long years ago
Our love will still endure
ArtStormer 
so glad you like it! wrote it a while ago…makes more sense now
“The plans I made the stance I took,” I’m so glad Fate has the upper hand. Your poem makes me want to close my eyes like the precious girl in the last painting and let go. Very, very nice.
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Thank you! 47
Reminds me of a poem too…
And Hera says to Zeus, “How long are you able to blow your winds of practicality against the song of my fates?
Will you not eventually tire as the strings on my lyre can surely resonate forever from the effortless eventuality of fate?”
The last picture in the posting seems to be showing the three fates of Clotho (spinner), Lachesis (allotter) and Atropos (unturnable) or the Father, the Son and the Holy Ghost or Freud’s Ego, Id and Super-Ego. Its a very provocative way to start the week. Good show ArtStormer!
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Love your posts! Love this poem ‘Fate winds its way… Can you tell me who wrote it? Thanks, Janel
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Enjoyed 🙂