Scribbles

Life is but a scribble of unconscious plan.
While living it,
You grab a pen
(that being your mind),
And you scribble away on any piece of paper that you find
(that being your life).
You chart a course that looks uncannily real,
You scribble a path that you alone know to be real,
You link them both - the course and the path,
And lo - you have before you,
Your life in your hands.
As you scribbled it to be -
a scribble of unconscious plan.