Efforts Have Lifespans

You put your heart and soul
And every penny you possessed
In struggling to give it birth
And making it the very best
That love and work could see it be —
It’s okay to give it a rest

How hard you had to try
Focusing so stubbornly
How many things you didn’t buy
Attracted you pleasurably
How many conversations had
With people who did not agree

You gave it birth, you brought
It life, and life in any form
Must to the ancient patterns
Which govern life conform
In its beginning vital
Young, brash, vigorous and warm

Attaining in maturity
A semblance of routine
Replacing the enthusiastic
Passion there had been
Before success, when need for it
Could be more clearly seen

Success is never total
Some work must be left to do
By eager young reformers
Who will come after you
Settling into harness
With a will to see it through

And just as yours today
That which they will bring to birth
After it has had its run
And proved its noble worth
Will find itself then slowing down
Sloping toward the earth

I know, my friend, it feels as though
It’s failure that you face
By easing it to die you do not
Its accomplishments erase
You’ve done well; now allow its end
With gratitude and grace