Seasons

The greatest tragedy,

is accomplishment–the endpoint,

the product, the culmination of the effort

–as that, it matters not what is success,

as it matters not what is a failure;

The greatest travesty, is only in that complacency

may be authorized–as that, the greatest thrill

is always in the chase, as reward is foundable

only through experiences of the lack thereof.

The fruit is better than any jam; And if the fruit

were truly fruit, a jam would be a trophy;

But all that which I really relish:

is in the seasons.

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