Doubt is no lighthearted companion, death is often the misunderstood champion, it arrives and does not leave alone.

Life can be simple, though few live unburdoned, worry and stress over not having control, it all leaves us when we are on a roll.

With fortune, fate and chance, our lives are enhanced, worry and doubt creep in when we are lost where we are supposed to begin.

Enhancements, enchantments, things that come to us in our dreams, only to become a thought in our past.

Once forgotten, never to return, and if it does it's deja vu, strangeness reincarnate.

Something we think we knew, only doubt creeps in and again we are unaware.

 ♣  March 1, 2001