Sometimes we see the signs more clearly
But we always have the future
Sometimes God’s voice is firm
Other times we are lost and call to him
We hear what we want to hear
We can go from No Love to Love Train
In one decision
There’s no Secret
What you want is given to you
Wishing is for shallow wells
Desire moves through you
Like the seasons
Is it intelligent?
It’s intelligent as an ant colony
Or the flight of birds down south
It is balance
A balance our fragmenting minds cannot compute
And therefore cannot rationalize
And we call it God’s Will