What is the nature of luck?

Good, bad or simply indifferent

Serendipity, kismet or fate

A turn of time’s wheel brings me to a perfect moment

A random chance or a foreordained trajectory

Through the chaos of a life replete with highs and lows

A surprise perhaps, perhaps a gift

Or simply recognizing the gift that today brings

Unlike all those other todays when I was blind

To the gifts that remained unopened and unseen

David Trudel © 2012


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