The journey or destiny?

The labour of fruit has come knocking on my door. Giving the chance to grab perhaps the time may not be right. Neverless I had did my best, thought I shall not need to explain my every action to those who look upon like I breeze it of the water flow down the canal.

Those view shall not affect me to strive for what I believe but make me stronger to go for what is meant to be. It is destiny? It does not matter I shall find the path of own and create the journey.