Serendip in the Labyrinth (Poem)

In unlikely crevices
The soul finds meaning
Cringes in involuntary revulsion
Where probability defines
heartfelt hugs

Beyond the rules of meat and grass
And the caricatures sketched
By the foolish mind
You are held by the tail
While your palms stretch out
in a beggarly grab

Sighs remain
The only grammar
Of failed minds.

--N. Madhavan, 2015