We feel what we feel, no reason to fight;
Live in the shadows or follow the light.
All of the conditions that we create-
generate suffering, but can't stop fate.
In the end we all get where we're going;
Dive all we want but the stream keeps flowing.
Releasing resistance and then letting go-
we return to the surface, this I know.
We find ourselves in the absence of doubt;
Authenticity's the only way out.