Life Traces No Straight Line
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Ill fate I might it call, lame luck or chance,
Others, the law of seeds springing up sprouts,
And yet others, destiny's dappled dance,
But when a cause causes it has no doubts.
And karma clings to catch up with the life,
Dishing out platefuls of pickled fortune,
Or life of frustration, of sour fruits rife,
Darkling rainy clouds or sunshine of June;
Life learning to live with the Providence,
Which, like a river flows as is meant to—
To meet ocean— how making little sense,
And destiny leaves blueprint, nor a clue.
Life too traces no straight line curves in space,
And yet, not an atom seems out of place.
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Imagine if things changed as everyone desired, his wishes and wants, caprice and fancy, the chaos and the confusion would have long consumed all the cosmos. Remember, even chaos has at its core some method in madness.
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Sonnets | 05.11.11 |
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