when i try and do all this
myself
i get so terribly tired
and life is just struggle.
sure, sometimes i get
a moment of peace
and satisfaction
but soon returns
the struggle
and feeling
that it is me
alone
who has to
battle the world.

on those occasions
i give up control
and allow
something else
to carry me, and
i surrender myself
to the mysterious 
undercurrent
that pervades 
existence,
life itself
has an utterly different
fragrance.

i call it grace
it feels like love 
and it looks like
beauty.

the divine is everywhere
all the time
yet we turn away
from it
imagining we can
go it alone
but we just end up
lonely.