A mystery woven in threads unseen,
Stars above hint at a pattern keen.
Time dances, a chance so fine,
Yet fools attempt its intricate line.

Paradox veiled in a shroud of mist,
Secrets exist by nature's twist.
The fool, unafraid of the unknown,
Tries to grasp what can't be shown.

Through time's corridors they stray,
Chasing echoes of an elusive display.
Destiny, a riddle, a story untold,
Only fools seek its secrets bold.

In folly, a grace still finds its place,
Daring spirits in the fool's embrace.
For in the quest, though plans may shift,
Wisdom blooms in the sands adrift.

So let fools dream till the dawn,
On Destiny's nature, pondering on.
In the pursuit of the divine,
Only fools find treasures in Destiny's sign.