A wind of chance is blowing in;
a rain of fortune for the few
who heed its call, and who
when handed options will consent
to lend a hand in turning to
the labor, well content.
A mighty thunder cracks its whip;
for those who’ll stand and hold
their place, nor vary from the script.
Fortune favors young nor old
if they be cogs, not stripped.
While yet the trembled air revolves
and casts its bounty fair,
take heart and spend your share
of energy to solve
the questions on the air;
nor tarry, be resolved.
Once spent, the force of gale reduced
to mutterings, and murmurs,
the nets must be cast further
to gather what’s produced;
so labor with a fervor
once the fury has been loosed.
When all the crop is gathered there,
the bounty put in storage,
while nothing’s left to forage,
take heart, and don’t despair.
The storm you faced with courage,
is an echo in the air.
Thank you to Turbo666 ‘s Photo stream in Flickr for the storm image.
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