What are my demands 
of this day that lies before me? 
Must it be sunny and breezy; 
peaceful and easy?
Must I meet only friends 
and be bothered not by strangers? 
Must the work before me 
be challenging enough 
to boost my ego, 
but not so difficult 
to make me cry? 
Must I be praised 
and noticed 
when good deeds I do? 
Must the frustrations I meet 
be less than few? 
Whatever they are – 
these demands of mine – 
they must be dropped, 
left behind.
For, 
this day before me 
is loaded with Grace; 
all of which I’ll miss 
if focused only on my place