Pecan and nuts pie

You often asked why
all these strange
out of range
accidents,
far from the tents,
In the middle of the day,
no stray, no garden or hay,
happen, tend to mend,
Right on the bend,
God-send, and then
no why or when,
once again,
are here, near, bright,
all my life, in light
or darkness.
No Lock Ness monster,
No Loki, no spear,
No fear, just be here
and now.
Do we ever reap what we sow?
But wait, why do I glow
in the dark?

Mark my words,
Arrows are no swords,
no pay, no play,
This is my Ninja way!