Of love and fortune, happiness and choosing:
No reason is enough for such a choice.
You total up the winning and the losing,
Out of which comes no commanding voice.
Underneath the numbers is the need,
Reckless as a snowflake in the wind,
Eden once again by love decreed,
Nor can mere knowledge such sweet hope rescind.
Gifts of grace are given but to those
Amazed enough to step into the light,
Great with wonder at the life they chose,
Embracing it with unabashed delight.
May you choose again each day to love,
Each the gift that does the other move,
Needing always someone who needs you,
That fortune not for one find joy, but two.

About the Author:
Nicholas Gordon