It’s not fair.
Thankfully … it’s not fair.
Fairness can be boring
An even exchange with no sense
Of enduring obligation.
It is like a contract,
Formed to make sure all are satisfied in the end,
Satisfied enough to pay no attention to each other
Satisfied enough to leave and never look back.
But when you have been given a gracious gift
You are connected to the giver.
There is a tie that a grateful heart maintains.
It brings a sense that you must give, as well.
Often, I struggle
Under that sense of obligation.
But reciprocity is the first step toward love.
Would that I could but see that cycle of giving
As a bond of mutual care.
Then, I might learn to join that dance with a sense of joy,
Both giving and receiving with an open heart,
Grateful for the dance, itself.
The focus, when you sign a contract,
Is on what is exchanged.
The focus, when a gift is given,
Is on the relationship.
And that is a true gift.
[My thanks to Raymond Boisvert for this insight.]