Those moments when we let the future
Hopes run away from us, escapees of
The mind lacking limiters, caught
Up with considerations in the divinity
Of mutual daring.
Risks taken for no reward are risks
Taken without loss also, both nothing
Gained nor anything lost, a chance
Piece taken advantage of without
Surely there have been others, more
Cosmically persecuted, yet they lacked
Perhaps the chances or the opportunity
To express fortuitously their plight,
For all to wonder over,
A walking song of an enigma.