I am tired, Beloved
Chafing my heart against this world
The youth in me condemns
This dishonest world to change
The maturity in me condones
Myself for being unable to keep up
I am tired, but let us be of cheer
For gratitude is the boon
If suffering is the noble sacrifice
All beings make to experience
Don’t let your adventure by too tidy
Out of fear of getting hurt
You lie upon your stars
Like a nest of seeking security
But self, you’d be more divine
If you flung your heart
A little more upon the wind.
Wuji Seshat 
Oh, the last 2 lines are awesome … If you flung your heart, a little more upon the wind … Beautiful, Wuji! 🙂