CHANCE

In the realm where life unfolds its dance,There lies a force, a mysterious romance,A whimsical whisper, a cosmic embrace,It's the enchanting touch of the fickle Chance.

Oh, Chance, the weaver of destiny's thread,You sow the seeds, where the unknown is spread,With capricious hands, you shape our fate,In the tapestry of life, you hold a profound weight.

You dance in the shadows, elusive and free,A wild companion on our journey's spree,You grant us fortunes, unforeseen and rare,Or lead us astray with a mischievous flair.

Through your roll of dice, lives are rearranged,On the wheel of fortune, destinies exchanged,A single moment, a twist of fate's design,Can transform a pauper to a king so fine.

In the labyrinth of existence, we seek your trace,Hoping for serendipity's gentle embrace,For in your realm, dreams come alive,And the ordinary have the chance to thrive.

Oh, Chance, the catalyst of both joy and sorrow,In your realm, there's no guarantee for tomorrow,Yet, we chase your elusive, elusive allure,For without you, life would be predictable and pure.

So let us embrace your unpredictable tide,And let our hearts be filled with hope as our guide,For in the arms of Chance, there lies a grand stage,Where miracles happen, where dreams engage.

In the symphony of life, you play your part,A conductor of possibilities, a work of art,We'll dance to your rhythm, with open hearts wide,And cherish the moments you bring by our side.

For Chance, you remind us to seize every day,To embrace the unknown, come what may,And in the tapestry of life, as we advance,We'll celebrate the wonders brought by your chance.