Adjustment

Adjustment is the grace from heaven

To smooth rough edges, get lives even.

The path we’re on may not quite be

The path to which we’re born.

When running distant from the soul

There’s that need to be feeling whole.

There is adjustment!

Things to repent, things to prevent

The pressure builds blinding all wills.

Acceptance loiters with reluctance,

Patience and tolerance stand close by

And stay unreaching as the sky.

Adjustment wavers in its tremors

And yet somehow some time,

It’s going to work sublime.

When all roads seem to close in

Solution comes from deep within.

Make no mistake –

Our Being knows the path

That we must take.