Serendipity (a poem)

The problem with sorting out
These probabilities is that
I’ve excluded serendipity

Sometimes, there’s no way
To explain the random chance
Of meeting long-lost loves
Crowded together on street corners

They just appear
Waiting for me, eagerly,
And I’m left to ask
Is this odd or is it God?

More often than not
I think it’s the spirit of the universe
And the good, healthy energies
Putting people in my path

To show the abundance of love
Still out there in the world

(Photo by Jonathan Petersson on Unsplash)


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