How do we find
our level with life?
It doesn't look our way
nor cares for our strife.

Only we in deed and mind
our own worth can measure:
we'll then be able to look at it
on our terms--- without the least of fear.

The older we grow
without much questioning
we'd somehow come to know
that life isn't within our controlling

and wisdom lies in accepting
the flow of its tide in its inexorability -
what's the use then of sorrowing
over our very  vulnerability?

We will not rage nor complain
but to our humility serenely hold
in acknowledging that pain
is the heritage of us mortals all.

There's the morrow's each glorious dawning
and the calming of the mellow evening-fall
our heart should have no cause for despairing
as our past courage and patience we gladly recall.

Nothing wanting
  nothing losing:
  in the emptying
  is found everything

That which doesn't struggle
stands firm on its own and will never stumble

How do I love?
  I scarcely know
what words to say
nor what to show-

silent is my heart
in its ever fervent worship
come, hold my hand
as my feelings run so very deep-

look into my eyes
what do they speak?
Into yours as I gaze
my bliss rises to the peak-

we'll not silence break
let every moment run its course
our hearts will fill in the desired words
knowing our love will never pause.

How to get out
of trouble?
Just stay out
of trouble!

You're already a leader
in your own right:
why would you need
to lead outside?