It’s all a menagerie of coincidences:

Soldiers on fields of battle,

Getting their bodies together

With bullets looking for something to tear into;

Sperm winding their way to a waiting egg,

But any egg will do;

Lives careening into lives,

and heart attacks,

and cancer cells;

Lovers declaring “Meant to be,”

To an endless array of lovers…

All of it meaningful to those impacted,

None of it designed, planned, produced and directed.

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