FROM SURPRISE TO DELIGHT

You start a poem. You don’t know where it’s going;
it could go anywhere. It makes a choice.
A course is set. You follow in its flowing,
content to trust its vision and its voice.
Pattern emerges. This will be a sonnet.
It ambles with a clean and easy gait.
You’re easy too, though much is riding on it;
you sense significance, a touch of fate.
You start a love affair. Your heart’s uncertain.
You don’t know where it’s leading; nothing’s sure.
The stage is set, and life has raised the curtain.
A drama’s just beginning. What it’s for
is still unclear; the future lies in doubt.
But you sense joy, content to ride it out.