Let Go...... It'll Come Back

Let go, let it be, don't feel bad, don't hit the sack
If it's for you, it'll come back.
Nothing happens without a reason,
A plant flowers only when it's the season.
There'll be times when you question the rhyme,
Then there will be, when all you have is time.
The one you're waiting for doesn't turn up,
You go your way thinking, time is up.

Out of the blue, comes a bolt, exploding hellhole,
You stand aghast, not knowing, beam? scowl?
That's when the realisation sets in.
This is how it was meant to be, your time is in,
There's a definite plan, a definite reason,
For what appears to be, things out of season.
Let it all fall into place, Wallow in the Grace,
Time or tide, doesn't leave empty, any space.