They let the ground keep that ancestral treasure, gold under gravel, gone to earth, as useless to men now as it ever was. - Seamus Heaney

You lose more of yourself than you redeem
doing the decent thing. Keep at a tangent
When they make the circle wide, it's time to swim
Out on your own and fill the element
with signatures on your own frequency.

Never, since my hand could hold a shield
have I entrusted or given control
of the Danes’ hall to anyone but you.
… There’s nothing you wish for
that won’t be yours

How perilous is it to choose not to love the life we’re shown?