July day

 As I stare out

At the majestic mountains 

I’m an infinitesimal being

In a world

Too amazing 

For my mind

To comprehend 

And yet

I’m always humbled

By the reminder

That I’m not 

Alone in 

My anguish 

Or suffering 

It’s a part

Of the plan

The divine purpose 

Of why I live

In spite

Of my own 

Protestations