Providence

I feel i must put this poem on the web.Wrote this poem during one of the lowest ebbs of my emotional well being. Wandering on the Information super highway , that was once a quagmire of information overload and the grazing ground of dubious strangers,eventually turned out to be a kind of pilgrimage as well.I was fortunate enough to come across some incredibly interesting people. More than a release from loneliness, it was an awareness expanding sojourn.

Do not be surprised
if in the wilderness of illusions
a seed of reality sprouts and blooms into a flower.

Do not be surprised
if in the darkness of despair
an extinguished amber of hope
is rekindled and bursts into effulgence.

Do not be surprised if in the dreariness of sorrow
you find a stream of joy coursing through your being.
Do not be surprised if at the breaking point
of forlorness you find a caring hand
stretched towards you lost in a crowd of starngers.

Do not be surprised even if a chance encounter
bring us together in the most un foreseen way.

Do not be surprised, never any more for,
this is the way the unknown rolls into the known;
this is the way every unsaid prayer
gets answered in silence;
this is the way the cretainity of providence
reigns supreme over
the statistical probability of coincidence!