So much depends on where you stand,
which direction you face, how strong
the wind, how fair the skies.

So much is determined by timing,
when you begin, and with whom,
the season, the phase of the moon.

So much rides on a roll of the dice, a
spin of the wheel, who marked the
cards and who deals.

The future can change in an instant, redirected
by something as small as the scent of her
hair, the color of her eyes.

The face you hold in the diamond
of your mind is the fulcrum upon
which you balance yourself.

Be prepared, choose wisely, aware
of the importance of how well your
hand fits inside another's.