Permit me to toil

If my deeds or lack there of, out of my ignorance and ego is my sin, I accept it, furthermore I accept the pain and the punishment. But I’m not done just yet. And I know not how even when my body is quitting. Permit me to toil a bit more, for I loosely find that there is cause and hope instilled within me. I do not know if it is a mere culmination of my reactions over this lifetime or if it is something deeper. Permit me to toil as I accept my sin and bear its burden. In stillness with you above all this. All praise to the Unknown.