HOLDS MY SOUL CONTAINED IN THEIR EMBRACE?

A question that whispers through the corridors of my being. Is my soul truly nestled within his/her/its loving embrace, a delicate butterfly captured within a gentle/powerful/enchanting grasp? Or am I simply a pawn/a participant/a vessel in a cosmic dance, my soul free to wander/bound by fate/destined for greatness? Searching into the depths of