Life becomes easier 

When I allow it 

His will 

When I don't fight it

His apprehension 

When I don't hate it 

His hold on my life 


It becomes much easier 

To endure the hardness 

And enjoy the suffering 

The pain no longer feels 

That painful 

A well of joy is built 

From the inside that 

Overwhelms the pain 

And makes it feel 

Less potent 

And less worthy 

Worthy of attention 

Worthy of my brooding 

Worthy of my worry 

Worthy of my anger 


The suffering may not 

Soon expire 

The hardness will not 

Soon end 

I do not pray for it to end 

I desire to not waste my time

So I pray instead that 


In the hardness 

My joy knows no bound 

My strength is not abated 

And that my love 

Does not wax cold.