Wry Rise Fall Call Chance Think Link Dance Poem by Jonathan ROBIN

Wry Rise Fall Call Chance Think Link Dance



Life's causal links think their [s]{h}own track,

coincidence encounters 'forwards' 'back'

as state within which quantum loop

can catalyze both blossom, droop,

and karmic consciousness per se

can seldom find a space to say

'Eureka! ' ere it hits the sack,

brought down by Time horizon flack.

Draw 'sense' from lifetime's spinning hoop

as Pelican may fishes scoop

from karmic sea along the way

from birth to berth's reeled roundelay

is in itself achievement which

too few attain as - poor or rich -

each tries to analyze chance stitch

that links thoughtchain as ride we hitch

along life's Go game thrust attack

with scarce the space for grace or snack

as on we race, trace pace which feeds

upon itself yet nowhere leads

till, under strain of final bend,

train loses track of aim and end.

(4 January 2013)

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