Life isn’t about having control;
No, not how we see it.
The greatest struggle is not
Nor ever was or will be
About power over what happens to you.
It’s not about having control
Of the events that occur to you
Because things will always occur to you
Outside the realm of what you
Can actually determine. Life
Isn’t about what’s coming at you.
Life has to be about what’s coming
From you
And how you see, perceive, and
React to the madness
Or beauty
Or pain.
What greatness will you exhume
(As rays of brilliance)
That pierce the cloud of approaching
Challenges? Can cluttered
Thoughts, though seeming so thick,
Be seen in a better perspective
That lights its ephemeral nature
Like a match that lives as short?
See it aside a candle
See this moment as a flicker
Instead of a flame
Life isn’t about having control
Of the events that occur to you
Because things will always be
Coming for you.
Life has to be about having power
Over how you come at them.
Life has to be about how you
See, perceive, and react
To the madness, or
Beauty or
Pain.
Oh how foolish to be caught in a trap.
We desire to manipulate our course
Through the crowded world of
Mishaps, meanings, mere
Coincidences. All along
We should be grasping
At what can actually determine.
Actually control.
Put your panicked hands aside
And open up your eyes