Weary is an understatement
When describing the lows
Once the voice is gone
So is hope -- so is chance
With experience comes nuance
Sophistication earned brutally
When the lights begin to dim
Music fading slowly
I radically accept
The more humbling aspects
Scholar or artist
Monk or whore
When moments are eternities
Lifetimes become instants
The finding is worth the search
If we can survive the ride
