Beautiful Intrusions

Beautiful Intrusions by Odin Roark How often we revolt Our space invaded At times creating panic Other instances Gifts realized Yet momentarily misunderstood Time knows not the right moment Time merely measures Yet we often say “It was at the wrong time” This “It” remaining often misconceived To picture the most intrusive Is to ask the “big” why Is to realize Lessons seldom come As we choose them A fly in our food A Marathon’s exhaustion A “Dear John” on promotion night A heart attack at 52 Rendering a family bereaved Time selects all our finish lines Yet obstacles remain the challenge Insipid champagne and notoriety the carrot Failure the feared evil Still most accept the thwarting As providence Sadly Encroachment on desire Seems to many Contrary to empowerment Yet to those Accepting impediment As lesson’s hindrance Understanding’s challenge Resolve’s reward Intrusions are embraced For without the obstacle A finish is without reward Love Success Longevity The final rest Might be all for nothing Perhaps it all means nothing Without time’s Beautiful intrusions