How do we move

From a lower

To a higher freedom?

Is it a question

Of resolution, of strategy?

Or of having faith

In the buoyancy of love?

Or of taking cues

From your own dissatisfaction

And moving away

To seek higher joys?

 

Life, I’ve come to see

Doesn’t work out like a plan

It doesn’t particularly

Care for accomplishment

It doesn’t need you to arrive

Anywhere in particular

But walk you must…

Its action is an unfolding one

Requiring from us, not anticipation

But the willingness, agility and humility

To simply surrender.