A Mastodon On Waterskis

A philosophical contemplation upon Natural Luck, and the difficulty (frequently seen among evangelical Christians and other sufferers of mental illness) of being entirely sure you know what your Deity has in mind.


The creed of serendipity’s a walk along a blade,
Divining intervention by degrees.
To analyse the motives of a maker, unafraid,
Is rarely all acheivable with ease.

The subtlety of purpose of the Deity is famed,
He owes a debt of comment’ry to none;
But when in vivid memory the enterprise is framed,
The wisdom stands as naked as the sun.