All done

it is taking me a long while to understand this…

how it’s all already done, 

and from this particular vantage point,

there is nothing left to do.

perfect. it is all

already perfect.

so the hard part to understand,

the part that takes me a long while to understand is this…

I still wake up in the morning

and I still have these things to do.

It’s just that in a strange way they are not mine

they are already done

nothing depends on them

I am not in charge of them

they don’t depend on me.

Everything will happen all the same without me.

It’s just that I get to be here

I get to touch the things I will touch today

I get to cherish with my touch,

I get to participate,

I get to be a part of it,

It gets to be a part of me.

I get to be already perfect amidst the

already perfect.

I wish, almost wish, for a moment 

that I had known sooner…

then I know In a breath that the timing

has always been perfect.

this is my not mine holy life.