Chance and Necessity
Time or nature, chance or necessity?
Ripened by time
driven by nature
harried by fate
we seek our meanings.
The inner eye is fixed
where the fire is rubbed
the wind is checked.
The snarer rules alone---
there is no second---
it is a living presence
grasping without hands
hasting without feet
in different forms---
a dark blue bee
a green parrot
with red eyes.
What is the chance
that one can roll up the sky
like a hide?
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