Happenstance: Poetry


The Sage wonders about these lands,
Depriving oneself of all external attachments,
Rooting out the secret corners of the mind
with cobwebs and ghosts

Then the Sage becomes the Wise One,
standing in a world that is suddenly 
blooming before one's eyes

And transported into another realm
where Magick is happenstance
and Reality bends.


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