Regret looks backward, wishing nothing more
than to undo what has been said and done,
to choose with eyes the years have made wiser
if placed before the same crossroads again.
What difference could a second have made?
What destiny could a moment have unfurled?
But time flows onwards sweeping in its tides
the paths not chosen, the future untold.
What seductive thoughts! These what-could-have-beens,
they drive the mind to endless imaginings
about an idealized existence
where will and chance satisfy one’s yearnings.
Yet here we are, living the life we’re given
Salvation is right in this life we’re in.
Happy new year to you all. 😀 I guess I started the year thinking about what-ifs and what-could-have-beens. That is thanks to Merrill’s prompt for DVerse Poets’ Pub’s Poetics Tuesday – Time and What If. Do visit the pub and read fabulous responses from pub patrons. Join in the fun, too, when you get the chance. 😀