Settling In




Younger,
full of passion
I scoffed at
settling
for less
than perfect.
No second-best
for me.
I'd do it
right,
or not at all.

Older,
realizing the gravity
of the situation,
knowing things
inevitably settle
in their own time
no matter
what we do,
I still fought
to hold up
my end
of the bargain.

In the end,
though,
settling
suddenly seems
not half-bad,
standing silent
as the meaningless
slips away,
mere sediment,
distilling to
pure essence,
aqua vitae.


What
needs to be,
resides
in the end.


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