You think your luck will come in the form of a grant or award,
with successful prestigious people doing what they can do: confer prestige;

that your luck will wear the face of cameras, or dollar amounts, your name
on the door: Professor _____, your name in the newspapers, on people's lips.

You think your luck will look these ways.

Thus you look around for your luck, and, not seeing the form you think it will take, say, I have no luck.

The picture, Der Niesen, by Klee, 1915, blue mountain and colored trees, stands on the wall.

But your luck has taken other forms:
friends, parks in your neighborhood given to you as a legacy from
far-thinking predecessors, ideas, a group spirit, the ability to feel so
glad at reading a playful sentence, a talent at love.

Your luck sits in the room with you; you don't notice.
Goes with you each day; you don't recognize it.

-Susan Parenti