Bend and Sway

I used to always need to know.
To have the answers.
To be sure.

More often, now,
I can bend and sway
with the uncertainty of it all.

Oh, there are times
I still want to scream:
"Just tell me! What's going to happen?!"

But more often, now,
I can ride that wave
back to the place of just being.

The place where I don't force the answer,
but wait for it to arrive, fully formed, in due time.

The place where I trust life unfolds as it should,
and resist the urge to meddle with the divine.

The place where I just sit, vulnerable and open,
comfortable with the pause and the space between.