A Hidden Chance

A change in the plight, might seem sad.

But as so, not planned.

Things of nature, not controlled.

No trial, ever successful.

Yet a perfect plan laid.

Placing the things in place, as though meant to.

Things messed, things to gain.

A game in itself, a play played by the player.

Fix again, while you try in question.

A state of dilemma to be in, a chance of being a hidden opportunity.

A hidden trail of the trial, one could succeed and others would just find a way.

Match a row, aim the eye, you get the rings and bind up to the centre.

A time travel, that all it is.