Accept-dance

As my mother read about acceptance at Thanksiving
 I wondered
what it meant
to accept, forgive, and heal
from a break-up or breakdown
a death or significant change.
Do we accept the status quo?
Do we accept the violence in our lives?
Do we accept refugees as neighbors?
Is our children's pain our own?
Who are we as individuals, as humans?
Do we let it be?
Can we we accept the balance of struggle and joy, move on, and act?
Mother says be patient,
  wait for it
to change in an organic fashion
  like a river moving stones gradually,
   waves altering the shoreline
morphing into new flowing forms

of an accept-dance.