Transcendental Sonnet #1042:
At the Third Turn

for one who invoked karma without understanding

You stumble in the darkness everywhere
Naive one as the burden you must bear
Which you had meant for me but do you see?

You never could your eyes and heart were blind
Which led you to attack a stronger mind
A stronger spirit of a greater age

Now reap the whirlwind: feel my greater rage

Now it will all fall back on you and each
Indignity a little lesson teach
In thoughtfulness in sensitivity

You might have seen this coming twice before

But at the third turn there are no turns more
The wheel of karma turns as mill somehow
Finds you binds you grinds you grain from chaff: now



+Steven Curtis Lance

So be it and so must it be
Such is the way of destiny

Copyright MMIV Silke LLC

I like this one a lot. The last line is awkward and doesn't flow too well. Otherwise, an excellent poem.

Maybe it should be read:

Finds you
binds you
grinds you
grain from chaff now

The it seems to flow.

I don't know.

But I like it.