Ocean of life, help me dispel life's grief. Help me conform with life's mountains, whether big or small, or curvy, or narrow. Help me lord to see all that is as beautiful, for it is. How else can roses be so sweet and enchanting without the garbage that thru composting helps make the flower what it is. Darkness helps us see light, how else can the stars look so bright at night. Ohh there are storms and there are days where everything is clear, clear as day. Nothing ever stays as it it, it is all interchangeable, one day its up, another down, another high, another low, one day healthy, another day stroke, another day young, and inevitably another day old, one day confident, another day completely insecure, another day happy, and another so so sad. How can we be at the mercy of life situations for they are so crazily interchangeable, no real warranties in life, eventually it is all perishable, it will all die. But its okay, its alright, for when the windows are open in our hearts and soul, we feel more alice, we become connected, to what is profoundly within, that which is always steady and directed, at life's blissful moment of now, for really, what else is more important than this moment. And now carries this aliveness, they face the sun, they don't run away. They don't for the future, for their blessings, they feel it, its okay. And they bloom until they no longer do, as all leaves do also, they stay on the tree until its no longer meant to be, and gracefully they fly down, and softly touch the ground, and begin to become fertilizer, for a newly found flower to be born, into day. THERE'S AN ACCEPTANCE, CAN WE TOO ACCEPT THIS MOMENT, THIS DAY? And do whatever our heart wishes to do, with love in the background, with love, and deep truth.