How have you failed me,
let me down in mine own eyes,
when my defense is corrupted
by the biases I contrive,
in the upholding of self.
Failed me you have not,
as that affront is mine to deliver,
judgement my limbless leper
begging for ascent,
yet clothed in limitations.
I fall to mine own hands,
perspective from one point only,
and blame the displacement
worn upon my shoulders alone.
The world does not let me down,
tis I who do not understand,
loss and hardship the lessons I require,
not the suffering I blame,
not the ineptitude I feel.
Until open eyes accept fault,
accept the necessity of hardship,
then it will continue
until with a loving heart,
we realize the potential of our soul.
Love is not taken, not unrequited,
just a circumstance that is not right,
and we must accept that plight,
and the hurt is but ego’s tantrum,
for all we would have given.
Love is far greater than our desires and wants,
and for us to demand its submission is naive,
the gauge of life not our feelings, but
the flow of life, circumstance and fate
our path of necessity.
We fail because we need to learn,
we love because it is our aspiration and goal,
and feel sorrow for the learning of blessings
to know ourselves for the realization of potential,
and to be embraced and not judge.
Tony DeLorger © 2017