Thread of The Tapestry
One man calls it luck
a coin tossed skyward,
a whisper in the wind,
a door that opens without a knock.
But another sees the thread
not chance,
but choreography.
Luck leans on hope,
hope leans on faith,
faith leans on belief,
and belief…
is the lens we choose to see through.
The mindset,
not a mood.
An outlook,
not an accident.
So when the rain falls just before the harvest,
or the stranger speaks the word you needed,
know this:
It was never luck.
It was alignment.
It was the echo of belief
spoken long before the moment arrived, a Whisper from God's lips.
LA
9/19/25
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Coincidence or luck are just two terms for too many variables to calculate would say the scientific mind. However in probability there is another science that of quantum mechanics that says some things can't be calculated except in probability or luck. A fun read.
Thanks for reading Soren. Interesting ways the mind works, half full or half empty. The individual outlook plays a role.
You are most welcome. Yes it is all a matter of perspective
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