Events occur In patterns of coincidence
At first they seem random Free from dependence
Upon observance The evidence Sets a precedence
Of not just believing But knowing With vetted confidence
I don't know why I can't see What's in front of me
So I try to recognize the signs That appear by design
We look to what's been For reference on how to begin
The search for what's holy And not determined a sin
By dogmatic or cultural view That's pre conditioned
The way information Is processed In our field of vision
I don't know why I can't see What's in front of me
So I try to recognize the signs That appear by design
If we keep our senses And eyes open We will detect
Points where actions Begin to intersect
With occurrences We wish to be perfect
Premonitions and harbingers They serve to protect
I don't know why I can't see What's in front of me
So I try to recognize the signs That appear by design