Let Go of the Reins by Zen Gardner

 

Let go of the reins, the horse it knows better

Stop yanking and cranking, to all you go getters

You are the rider, with barely control

Force if you will, but you’ll pay the toll

Let go of the rudder, the ship knows its way

I know, that takes trust, life’s lesson at bay

“Trust in the sea, that tumultuous pest?”

Here’s where the problem starts, and should rest

Control’s an illusion that’s determined to fail

Though our programming tells a so different tale

We try and we push in persistent illusion

For what, may I ask? This world of confusion?

We follow on, in control’s paradigm

A reaction rehearsed, and something to mime

Look only to nature, its natural flow

Some adaption perhaps, its rhythm to know