Providence

a poem by Ajai Narendran

Do not be surprised
if in the wilderness of illusions
a seed of reality sprouts
and bloom into a flower.

Do not be surprised
if in the darkness of despair
an extinguished amber of hope
is rekindled and burst into effulgence.

Do not be surprised
if in the dreariness of sorrow
you find a stream of joy
coursing through your being.

Do not be surprised
if at the breaking point of forlorness
you find a caring hand
stretched towards you lost
in a crowd of strangers.

Do not be surprised
even if a chance encounter
bring us together
in the most unforeseen way.

Do not be surprised, never any more
for, this is the way
the unknown rolls into the known;
this is the way every unsaid prayer
gets answered in silence;
this is the way the certainty of providence
reigns supreme over
the statistical probability of coincidence!