Alternate Universe

Don’t tell me there are no accidents, when the only reason we live is the fact

that ice (through an incredible metamorphosis) is lighter than water
allowing earth to support life.

 Alternate Universe

In another universe
you crossed the street
successfully.

I held out my hand
and you grasped  it.

That other place must
(exist)
relatively somewhere—
                  for
those who must visit
the past and see what
happens    if--  they created
a historical paradox,
if they squashed
a butterfly
      and changed this world.

D. Koontz wrote: if fate doesn’t exist,
it should.

My God:              if we left this all

                 to chance,

who would grab your hand?