Stumbled

Stumbled

Fell into a puddle of serendipity,
what a wondrous journey.

A connection here,
a bewilderment there.

Fluid tumble of synchronicity,
seems karma pulled it’s rank.

Is this Kismet?
Chance, destination, doom?

I giggle a little at the thought,
What could the stars all hold?

Reliance on concurring events,
this jaunt has lifting.

A voyage of intent,
lister wails in the wind.

Lost my footing into harmony,
simultaneous affairs.

Slipped around the yin and yang,
the slippery fall in between.

Swimming in the black and white,
stumbled through my own game.

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