Compromise, the Sour Sweetness of Survival

By Tony DeLorger © 2015

Sweet compromise,
when dreams are shattered, wants dismissed,
and paddles spark a heart, restart,
standing in the shadow of an obstinate will.

A forced smile of acceptance,
a pensive moment of vulnerability,
all in the redemption of compromise,
an ego relenting on its own delusion.

Sweet because it gives,
and the temperance of determination, incumbent,
for we are humbled by life,
given cause to seek alternate paths.

Without the sweetness of compromise,
we remain an obelisk, hard and inflexible,
blinkered by stubbornness,
and limited in direction.

Live in contention,
and abide by will, without sight,
and life will tear you apart, spit your bones to the wind,
and you none the wiser, in the illusion of flight.

Life is symbiotic,
providence and will, feeding,
and without amalgamation, folly and pain,
until we learn, light is known out of darkness.