Luck is only the sum of the events
Beyond you cocreating your context.
Do you have any idea how many
Events crisscrossing each other that is,
Little swimmer that you are in those waves?
If you have a long swim before you drown,
The other swimmers may count you lucky,
But who could possibly count every wave?
You didn’t conjure them, call them from shore.
Their buffeting isn’t the signature
Of fate crosshatching your skin. They go on,
With or without swimmers in them. You swim.
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