One ship drives east, another drives west,

While the self-same breezes blow.


It's the set of the sails and not the gales

That bids them where to go.


Like the waves of the seas are the ways of the fates,

As we voyage along through life.


It's the set of the soul that decides the goal,

And not the storms or the strife.

-- Ella Wheeler Wilcox


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