I thought it would all resolve
one day in diamond time.
Life like a gem to lift to the squint
as through a jeweler’s loupe.
I thought every facet and flaw
neither facet nor flaw in some final shine;
chance and choice uncanny cognates;
Now I am here.
No diamond, no time, no omen but awe
that a whirlwind could in not cohering cohere.
Loss is my gift, bewilderment my bow.