Will it shatter our dreams
or is it at times the only way?
To reach the ultimate,
should we walk a straight or a winding route?
Noticing how the old horse and cart weaved
a route with so many bends;
Still, he reached the dream and destination
of the traveller he carried abroad;
With some fun compromises thrown in.
As I drive our straight and black motorways
without compromise leading to my goal,
little sensory distraction on the way;
I wonder which route, was most humane?
A little compromise here and there
to smell the sweet clover or bypass a hill,
enjoy a picnic, listen to nature around.
Compromise or plan, it is our choice.
At the end, might it depend on the dream?
For some it is the journey, the lesson within,
for others, the dream to reach and expand.
No rights or wrongs as long as we are true,
True to our dreams and let compromise be part.
© miriam ivarson