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
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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April 11, 2015 at 5:16 PM
You are Welcomed David, thank you for the sweet reply..LINDA
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April 11, 2015 at 3:03 PM
loved it, we often think the same of life of course expecting something firsthand without waiting for it to come and when the time comes you get rewarded, enjoyed your write, love-p.d.
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April 11, 2015 at 5:15 PM
Thank you PD, appreciate your comments and kind words. Much appreciated, David.
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