Opportunities tend to come and then go

Sometimes, they pass right under our nose

The trick is to know when the right one's there

Not just a boot scraping on the back of a chair



Sometimes, it becomes apparent there's gold

And this vision is immediate ... doesn't get old

The trick is to pick up on those parts of picture

And join them together when in a place pure



In other words ... when the mind's clean and clear

It will be more in tune to these moments, lacking fear

But if that emotion takes over and then tips the scales

There's no doubt it will - let the wind out of your sails



Awareness of these elements is half of the battle

(Sensing when you've touched on a clear mantle)

For when you do, and everything else seems right

Take hold of that opportunity, and don't lose sight



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

2:05pm Wed. Aug. 19th, 1998