A Game of Chance in a Topsy Turvy World
The game of chance makes topsy turvy – right side up queens with crowns aloft or upside down – they don’t care but keep their eyes on hoarded treasures in underground vaults where seeds lie dormant. . .then sprout, working their head buds to the surface as roots and gentle threads of thirsty fibers descend, fed by underground springs.
We never know which seeds will sprout. This is the game of life, a game of chance in a topsy turvy world.