Serendipity

 

 

It seems all that I am,

or could ever be,

stands or falls

through serendipity.

So what can I do

and how should I act?

Whose yardstick to use

to measure the fact;

that life, seldom true,

is more mean than kind,

takes more than it gives,

is less seeing than blind?

For as life unfolds,

its truth becomes clear;

that for all but a few

the cost is too dear

to enjoy the premise,

it promised was true,

that life is for living;

but living for whom.