The Eight of Cups.
In an act of Surrender
Behold my Wants, my Don't Wants, my Hopes, my Dreams!
But I know what I must do:
surrender to what is.
I don't want to lose You!
But I already have.
I must open to my Fate.
Let You go.
If he's not yours,
if Fate wants him elsewhere,
I must let him go.
I must bless you, and let you go.
Jeff, I surrender You to Your Destiny,
to your God,
to the World and Life that lies ahead.
I can't imagine my Life without You.
But it just may be that You are no longer mine.
You may be destined to move away from me now.
Who am I to defy Nature, Fate, What Is?
I will not.
I bless, and respect, and bow to What Is.
I walk the burning coals,
But still, I walk on
because this is what's asked of me.
I'll accept The Mission.
My small mind, my limited mind can't fathom the Great Mystery.
So I won't limit Love.
I won't limit The Universe.