inward locus

I find it wise and kind
To be somewhat blind
As I go through life eluding flaws
Even when I find them
And try to look for the reason
Grasp the virtue behind them

The world will adjust, it’s absurd
It’s crazy to resist and fight with the infinite.
Only to go down at last in the wrestle!

A wise man once advised,

To shape into god’s plan and surrender one’s own will,
Like the water adjusts in a vessel