My Will or My Best

It seems that I've been bested yet again,
by sovereign wisdom of reality.
That which I willed away will still remain,
that which I wished for, not a choice for me.

Today I see the status quo has worth,
and question, "Who am I to change the way,
that which may fall or rise on this green earth,
or dictate all the outcome of the day."

I yield, yes, I surrender to the will.
of the One who ordains work and rest,
admitting that another way may still
work out ultimately for my best.