Epiphany not Abruptness
A mamba crosses paths with you. A shark
Fin heaves to view in nearby waves. A plague
Ramps out across the world. A winging lark
Explodes from cover at your feet. No vague,
Uncertain certainty like fate explains
The threat, the warning, wholesale death, or song
Leaps, suddenly. They are not sudden. Trains
Of circumstance are chance. There is no long
Philosophy to wrap them up in, ping!
When joy arrives, it happens. It is wild,
That otter glistening in Wekiwa Spring
Cascades of playing water. It is styled
By happenstance and not by jarring blink
Of time. It’s lushness peering through a chink.