Acceptance Clear eyes offer reflections of water, though we both know we are shore bound and settled into pockets of native soil. Choices have been laid bare, no longer open for so many days and years to follow. I have no choices to offer, to myself or anyone else. My life is formed; responsibilities and severing born to light without warning. Acceptance sometimes rewards, and I know I must stay. Whatever our truths reveal, that urgent image of you, as I first saw, remains a constant in my life. I know it will never be enough to calm the stormy ocean of my dreams. Shirley Alexander © 2009
