A Gamble

From the moon
Mani sees us all
with both eyes
he expects to see everything
so nothing is unexpected
But, what can he predict?
Time, tide and
the uncertainty of mankind.

We roll dice
play with numbers
trick our confidence
toss coins
hedge our bets
and fix our odds

Embrace that whether we
understand it or not
that whatever the gamble
whatever prize
however much risk
the universe will be
perfectly ordered

Blessed be those who
let the whirling wheel turn
to embrace
and occupy a space in time
delicately treading between
air, water, fire and earth
with promises
suspended
hang in the air
waiting to be plucked from
the harvest of life

Wonderful gifts may not
be wrapped as you expect
so cast away idle hopes
empty shadows
walk forth into the
sea with arms open wide
and bathe in the light
of the Oak Moon

Have a Merry Yule.

Blessed be.