We Shall See.
You just never know.
I was invited to share some of my poetry for “The Transformative Power of Love” summit hosted by Gogo Skywalker.
It appears in my latest published book: The Perfectly Messy Thing Called…Life.
This particular poem was written from a Buddhist monk’s perspective.
The message is clear: we just never know.
What looks like it’s wonderful, in the end, may not turn out so wonderful.
What looks like it’s awful, in the end, may not be awful after all.
When I’m driven to have a really strong reaction - negatively or positively - I do my best to pause. I look at the sky, at a tree, at a bird flying by, and take a breath.
The outcome may not be instantaneous; it may take days, weeks, months or even years.
I’ve been astounded by the outcome of quite a few things that looked unwaveringly a certain way.
Patience is a necessity.
I’ve been surprised on many an occasion that results were not finite, even the good ones.
This is a story poem with a powerful message.
Thanks for being here.
I kept the goof up in the beginning. I mean, we are human after all.
© KaZ Akers
Your poem reminds me of a Chinese tale. A Chinese farmer has one horse. The horse runs away. His neighbors come and bemoan his loss. His reply is, we shall see. The next day the horse returns with five horses following it. They are stabled and the neighbors come over and they praise him for his good fortune. He says we will see the next day. His son goes out and tries to break the horses, but falls off and breaks his leg. The neighbors come over and they bemoan his son’s misfortune. To which he replies, we shall see. The next day, the army comes looking for transcripts to go to war, but they cannot take his son because he has a broken leg.
Oh, great poem. Keep em coming.