I On Transit Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Upon the cusp of choice and chance,
stagnation's stigma or advance,
the heart must choose though bear in mind
a view holistic, leave behind
judgemental values and askance
eye 'easy' answers, tempting, kind.

Life's finite, if it be romance,
a vote for freedom, high finance,
unbiased ethics underlined
should be to key to Time's wave, find
in time and place trace to enhance
true intuitions, to unwind

the waft and weft whose patterns dance
for which few spare a second glance,
piece jigsaw fractals recombined
into kaleidoscope refined.
Stay not a slave of circumstance,
enhance free-will with shine enshrined.