Acceptance

Iwaft a sigh,

Suppressa cry,

Consideringalternatives.

Thisone, that one, which one

Holdsthe recipe acceptance gives.

MustI seek to die to find

ThatXanadu where comfort lives

Oris there something in between

Wherehope can breathe

Andlife forgives?

Acceptanceis the thorny prize,

Thebrass ring on the carousel.

Themore often we can grab it

Theless likely we are bent to fail.

Theprocess may be fraught with doubt,

Denialand anger too may follow

Andpride may tend to overstep

Tomake decisions hard to swallow,

Astep away from yea or nay,

Acourtship of insanity,

Thelast step in the grieving process,

Thefirst step toward humanity.