[Poem] The Serendipity Seed

A curious mind, with open eyes,
Sees chance encounters, as sweet surprise.
A fallen feather, a butterfly's flight,
Spark a flame, in the fading light.

The rustle of leaves, a whispered song,
Carries a message, where we belong.
Lost in routine, we miss the spark,
But open hearts, leave room for the dark.

For chance, like nature, thrives on change,
A rearrangement, a chance to rearrange.
New perspectives, where beauty lies,
In unexpected moments, that surprise.

So plant the seed of serendipity,
Let chance unfold, with curiosity.
For the greatest finds, are often unplanned,
Treasures revealed, by an open hand.