Signs

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