Acceptance

I waft a sigh,
Suppress a cry,
Considering alternatives.
This one, that one, which one
Holds the recipe acceptance gives.
Must I seek to die to find
That Xanadu where comfort lives
Or is there something in between
Where hope can breathe
And life forgives?
Acceptance is the thorny prize,
The brass ring on the carousel.
The more often we can grab it
The less likely we are bent to fail.
The process may be fraught with doubt,
Denial and anger too may follow
And pride may tend to overstep
To make decisions hard to swallow,
A step away from yea or nay,
A courtship of insanity,
The last step in the grieving process,
The first step toward humanity.

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