The conclusion varies from what I expected,
My reasonable plan I shall hail,
So many bright facets are erected,
The whole big-picture has been selected,
Happiness might the result entail.
Sometimes best plans can have a surprise,
The germ of growth within the planted seed,
I hope will flower in a tomorrow’s sunrise,
With blossoms lovely in colored surprise,
Fulfilling hopes of this day’s deed.
Like trail-plans shaped by my just cause,
I train to make the journey’s end,
But curves and boulders create a pause,
To question if there are hidden flaws,
Incurred diversions make goals bend.
Seeds growth has, too, a cancerous tone,
Good health may not totally prevail,
But meditative moments are time alone,
Yielding fruits not easily shown,
A trail-bend need not be betrayal.
The stoic path is its quiet delight,
Continuing the journey without much fright.
(A change of course, but I do not fail,
Quiet vibrations subtly move the veil.)
Francis D. Conlon is a retired and recovering school teacher. For the past 18 years, he has worked as a seasonal river ranger, and as a boat inspector for ANS (aquatic nuisance species), at Yampa River State Park and at Elkhead Reservoir outside nearby Hayden, Colorado, in northwestern Colorado.