both

surprised to find myself
not at all in control of my world
(again)
nonetheless living as though i am
(again)
working along doing what i feel is right mostly
not paying attention to the tasks anyone else was given
then something happens
(again)
something so distractingly perfectly planned
so absolutely wonderfully timed
and i think
(again)
i am just a small part in this big play
i am only doing what i was created to do
there is no movement i can make that isn’t written for me
i can have no words but the scripted lines i was handed
a realization more than a giving over
still
do i embrace the roll i am meant to play
or improvise
(again)