Notes About The Poem
I slightly modified this poem today (August 15th, 2011) from my original publication here in "PS" about a week ago. I hope the reader(s) find these new changes as I do - an improvement over the original. Poetry is all about improvement, striving, stretching and this is a good example of that never ending process. Thanks for your thoughts if you care to share. Peace, Terrell Martin
Synchronicity
It’s hard to say what strange forces play
From time to time throughout our lives;
Some call it a coincidence
When separate occurrences collide.
It’s that funny feeling in the pit of your being
An event’s about to occur;
When sure enough the doorbell rings
And there stands him or her.
You haven’t seen in fifteen years
More or less in days or hours;
And the dream you had the night before
Revealed those same gardenia scented flowers.
Brought forth just to give you
A gesture of friendship and love;
Could it be that what we see is
Synchronicity from above?
And if you’ve felt the inclination
To follow a particular path
With no reason at all except for a call
That only silence could grasp.
Where logic and reason went out with the seasons
When nothing remained but chance;
And you discovered a treasure beyond all measure
Could it be the synchronicity dance?
Or something you found at the right time somehow
That spoke to you right as rain:
There’s a reason you discovered it here and now
In a way words can’t explain.
If a pen or a book a laugh or a look
Picture, poem or song
Reverberates deep inside your soul,
Synchronicity’s come along.
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