A naive fool

I used to plan in decades

Then it became years, then months, then weeks

Now it is barely even down to days

For what is guaranteed to us?

Not even our next breath 

At our peril, we ignore Inshallah

The will of God

Seemingly capricious

But maybe really secretly gracious

Like the accident that saves your life

Or the mistakes that get you ready

To receive the greatest blessings