It’s so much
fun to string the little beads
Orange and yellow, green and blue and red
No limit to the possibilities
The ways they can be ordered on the thread
Chess, a game of tactics, must be played
Upon a board that’s eight small squares by eight
And yet, the different moves that can be made
Are nearly infinite, they are that great
The markers in a strand of DNA
The winds unscripted music on the chimes
Red and orange, yellow, green and gray
The sequence will be different every time
Infinite variations on a theme
Poems, snowflakes, human beings and dreams
Willie
Watson
