Your field of clovers does not exist for you to trample across, hunting for your 4 or 5 leaves. We are meant to take heart in just trusting they are there, that they thrive remaining untouched, unclaimed.
Just as we shall not hunt lady luck, we are also not her prey. She is not elusive or selective. She knows the careful difference between wishes and demands. When we surrender to her every wonder we have to offer, free from wondering what she will offer us, there she is.