Discretion and Passion

Discretion…and Passion Valour proclaims indifference to safety and Is kindred spirit to passion, which links The spirit and body, the soul’s Physical manifestation, and drives Humanity forward. Beethoven had passion, that his music Shouts to all who will hear, though He could not, which is his valour, In the face of physical infirmity, Proclaiming humanity. Yet we are exhorted to be discrete In our valour, to moderate our passion, To stand aside, to Falstaff truth and Feign death, not of our body, But our soul. Passion. Mandela’s mandala for a universe In which humanity to its own self is true; Aristotelian cause of human achievement, Passionate action, the embodiment of Individual valour. Napoleon’s red cloak, or Henry’s sniffing Of the sweat of fear amongst his men: Which is valour, which is passion, Which leads on to victory, the Reward of valour? So in modern times are we urged To discretion; to submerge our passion In the workplace beneath concerns For our place, our employ, so Selling our soul. Which shall it be? Gold trimmed display, Or modest blue. English determination And Welsh courage, or Showy symbolism; a façade of discretion, Or passionate action? To thine own self be true and The passionate thus do, and The discrete do not; so do Organisations move ever forward, Despite those without passion, Or valour.