and of fate, of destiny,

she asks payment

for her blessings.

she gives of her gifts 

without anonymity’s veil.

she demands thanks,

lest her blessings

be rescinded.

perhaps this

is why pride 

precedes falls.

what is pride,

but thanklessness?

you are not the fount

of greatness,

but through gratitude,

it might flow

through you.

the heavens and the earth

bow

to those who bow.