Circumstance

There was a rock slide down the mountainside.

It nearly caught you in the middle as it fell.

You are fortunate to be alive. Ahead of it, you

travel on; it wasn’t your place and time.

Just shortly before, and it could have been

curtains for you. Again the fates were on your

side when all hell broke loose and tons of rock

and timber came raining down. People who

live out their on the flatlands wouldn’t under-

stand. There is a tour bus crushed by the terrible

weight of circumstance. Folks are buried dead

and alive; their world has been overturned,

never again to be righted on this fateful day.

Alive, and with good fortune on your side, you

drive on to your destination. Lucky you, your

name was not among those listed on the 5

o’clock evening news.

Chris Hanch 7-30-19