There is a natural flow to things
a direction of gravity
a way things simply are

There is what is
whatever might be ought
whatever might be meant to be
There are just the tides

It matters in this world
to be what cannot be
to do what will never succeed
to swim against the tide

And it is hard
but matters not to be in anger
and not to strike back
and to hope too for comfort

There is a natural flow to things
a direction of gravity
a way things simply are
It is important to be otherwise
otherwise there will be nothing else