Spirit tells me that one of us seems to be unaware of

Where we are or where we are going, or

How we have planned to get there.

Planned? I don’t remember planning

This route through life.

There simply has to be

An easier way.

Perhaps there are ten thousand

Easier ways, He tells me, but

This is your/our way.

Did we draw straws or roll dice?

Neither of the above. Our way is

A gift that we have given to

Ourselves.

How? and Why?

Free will or, rather, the price

Or consequence of such.