The choice we make

Those of us who are earthbound watch 

As the waves and boats and clouds 

Go scurrying by, and imagine 

How challenging it must be, on a windy day, 

To be both free and at the mercy 

Of forces we can’t control — 

Until we understand that, wherever we stand, 

That will always be the case, 

And we can choose to revel 

In what freedoms we do have, or mourn, 

Or whine, about that which lies beyond control: 

The choice, now and forever, 

 Is always ours to make.