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By Chance
A gardener, I became by chance a purposeful man with detailed plans With a thought for each exigency and a strategy for each contingency I organized and theorized I categorized, I normalized I estimated and resized and finally, I stabilized I did this from a calm perspective all done with the express objective to prepare a comprehensive list for mitigating potential risks I worked, I worried, I watched in horror as my garden finally failed to bloom Where did I fall? Which step was missed? What miscalculation wrought this doom? I sat in thought (and deep in shame) that what I'd wrought had somehow failed What was the task I had not caught? (Or, was there something else to blame?) Gantt chart, always at the ready I began again, to make a plan Pen in hand, as ever steady a logical, beast; a thinking man No change; no matter what I tried the garden was again in ruins at wit's end then, I simply sighed and whistled doleful, mournful tunes But then, a sunbeam warmly shone upon my face, right through the pane as I looked, I saw the rain had gone that was the point, that I grew sane I ministered lovingly to my plot with patience and humility gratefully accepting what I got and forgetting old futility No more planning, no more flailing I saw the sun and rain as friends Loving both despite their failings and thankful for what each one lends I watched in peace my garden grow my focus reduced to just a glance, indebted for what I'd come to know that all things truly come by chance
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