Fate/Fury
audaciously overlook
the intricate methods
of how love sanctifies
our erratic convictions
damaged gentlefolk
amid plea & perdition
contour the indefinite
leverage the medley
suffused in contrition
endowed by elegance
a crooked faith found
to pardon our evils
a fate & fury to suffer
a contrapuntal opus
plague transformed
oppressively fraught
to evocative grace
the heart
the fury
the fate
**
I was reading recently about the 'red string of fate': an East Asian belief derived from a Chinese legend. According to the myth, the Gods tie an invisible red cord around the ankles of those who are destined to meet, or who are meant to help one another.
I love the concept, the idea of being bound to strangers who will soon be positives in your life. And so, in turn, in a small way, this wee poem was born.
In propinquity,
Nic
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