Fortune

I crawled down myself, smaller and smaller.
Into the carpet, jumping with wonder.
Bringing my aimless search for nothing,
I blinded and turned outside, seeking.
Running wild and free, no grasp can hold.
Turning colors and dancing songs to behold.
There is nothing to think of, no hardship.
Fortune's grace falls upon me with its patterned grip.
Silence counts on me to help it stay secure.
With its arrest will Fortune's song endure.
Belied by fun and fun undone,
Warmed by father Sun.
Over and over charged the deed.
Adventure's path, scout's creed.
And even when lost, lost at sea,
Hope lets loose and just maybe.
Maybe and maybe and not just today.
Whenever it's silent I'll look for a way.
I don't have a choice, no options indeed,
I'll try to be fine, for OK's what I need.