there is light

we don't understand
so much
of what goes on. but we
try,
oh how we try to figure
out the world,
and the people in it.
we do not go gently
into that good night,
we do not lie down
and take
what's coming to us.
for better or worse.
we yell, we whimper
and cry, we
fight. we put our
hands upon the wheel
as if now
we can steer ourselves
onto the right path
of our life. to get clear
of this storm.
we wrongly try
to straighten out
what never should
have been.
we want
to change our direction,
to make
all things right,
when they already are.
let go, look ahead,
you're almost there, look
at the clouds breaking.
at the rain ending.
there, over the next hill,
there is light.
let go of the wheel.