It’s all good.
Nothing happens
that isn’t good.
It’s just we’re not
capable of
feeling, seeing, knowing
THAT.
It’s all good.
Nothing is in vain.
Nothing is out of place.
Not one hair
on one ant’s neck
is out of place.
It’s all good.
Spit, shit, blood,
murder, win, lose
lost umbrellas, no booze.
It’s all good.
Lie down
and try to
feel, see, know
THAT.
It will do you good
for a little while
to exist in everything
just as it is.