Acceptance

How hard life is,
and how little we think of it
until, 
again and again,
it brings us to the ground,
and denying it no longer,
We finally accept 
that this is how it is
and how it will always be.

Beauty is in moments,
not swathes;
Love is in hardship,
not bliss;
Success is fleeting,
not constant.

When we no longer feel robbed,
colours gain depth,
and the fireworks become lamps
to guide us.
When we can no longer own,
we give;
When we cannot see,
we feel.

We're turned upside down
and the right way up.
Our fairytales desert us,
and we gain our souls.