Coincidence

Consider the date,
it's not too late.
That fiery fall season,
there seemed no rhyme or reason,
but in truth the numbers,
should awaken all slumbers.
It was foretold, in a book long ago.
The prophets of old, forsooth did know.
Take note, take note.
They wrote, they wrote.
The numbers were dialed,
to some they beguiled.
A plan in a plan?
Where should we stand?
If the truth be known,
in the shade of the tree,
where the truth was sown.
Selah...

P Downey