BEYOND OUR COMPREHENSION

What is chance
But an an awesome alignment of the celestial
What is luck
But the soulful night lights that smirk above us

We are ordered in a fashion beyond our comprehension

Our ways are beautiful, yet we see it not
Our days are counted in a book locked in forever
Our breath is woven in a web of love and patience
Our thoughts are given, taken, recorded and sealed

I am humbled
In my ways
I am humbled
For In this day
My heart, without thought, continues to beat,
Humbled in this day for yet I am alive.