What is Coincidence?

Chaos darting through the order
Like a sword through destiny?
Or the other way around?
Order molding the confusion,
Music permeating the sound.
Hapless victims of chance, an event of good or bad?
Or is coincidence a concurrence?
An agreement with what is to be?
But a molecule of water, in the tempest of life’s sea?

A sorceress of mysticism?
A demon lying in obscure shadows?
A lady named Luck that dishes our fate?
For one, God’s hand is outstretched?
For another, it’s simply too late?
Am I to flail on wisps of my existence?
Tossed about, helpless, in a swirl of happenstance?
No, I’m too controlling for that.

The law of attraction reigns king; polarity its queen!
Dependent on vision, perception, my energy of mind.
A triadic funnel of potential spins
Circles turn, I live and I’ll die.
Some days I’ll crash, some I will fly.
But I have lived, have trod with you . . .
On this blue Planet in the Infinite.
And, therein lies the real coincidence . . .
Think about that. Really think about that.

Susan Haley ~ 2008 ~ All Rights Reserved

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