I find myself wishing
For what I think is right,
But how can I know
The secrets of life?
If I keep clinging to what I know,
I’ll miss so much life.
The one thing I see now
Is that holding on to control
Only drains me of life:
It is a fight.
What if I stopped for a moment,
Just this one sliver of time,
And put what I’m holding
On hold?
Maybe then I’ll see
That there’s no need to look at life
Through a stained glass window;
There’s no need to cover my eyes
From the way life is,
Just for this one moment in time.
I think I see how
I’ve been keeping myself
Out of the light–
How I’ve been holding on to
The lonely gold of
What I think is right for me
When, in reality,
How could I know
The span of life?
How can I know
The depth of life
When I’ve broken it up
Into pieces,
Hoping to be the maker?
I cannot choke life
Into being what I want;
I am not the maker of what I see,
But I am in charge of how
It is seen.
I do not renounce the world,
Or what I see with my eyes,
But I look upon what I see
With new eyes.
If I look from inside,
I can see clearly
That how I see what I see
Is all I need to control.
Letting go of the ties
That pull me away from peace,
I hear the still space
Inside of me,
And I see the truth
Through new eyes.
Things can be different,
But I am not all alone
In my quest to see
Another, easier way.
If I release my weary struggle,
I can stop grasping for the answer;
I can stop
Wishing for “someday.”
There’s something else,
A greater plan and a higher intelligence,
And to it, I say:
Help me let go of wishing,
So that my heart
May match the heartbeat
Of a better way.
Plant my feet firmly
In the soil of today.
Reset my sight,
So that from this moment
I feel no need to stray.
There’s a call to let go of
What’s not meant for me to hold.
Peace is what I want now–
That’s life’s true gold.
Every single moment
Of surrender
Is a peace treaty with
My soul…
