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
How? and Why?
Free will or, rather, the price
Or consequence of such.