I can think of a million complaints
Imperfections in my life
Yet as I marvel at the moon
The message is received:
In this moment, everything is right in the world.
Each petty grievance is erased as the moon whispers to me
The secrets of the Universe
There are grains of wisdom to be found in suffering
Suffering is largely a choice anyway
A choice to rise above or to remain immersed
In the details beyond our control.