Complications do abound in life

Whenever you lose, you have strife

And when you win, there are falls

As you evolve, you will see it all



Trade-offs are quite commonplace

As you take one, you give space

For other compromises do abound 

Making it possible to be around



Those who share love so willingly

For they give without spilling the

Chalice filled to the very brim

Which they set aside for "him"



And then we are asked to sip it

And we do so, without any bit

Of food to take away aftertaste

As we wonder with what it's laced ...



- Tristram