Of course, across a lifetime,
there are disappointments:
wrong
choices of words or actions; misunderstandings,
misinterpretations,
mistakes. I’m tired of old shadows
that
belong to past, those I
still drag into my days. Why
blight
the present with regrets
I’ve already entertained
for too long.
The next time they
come to my door, they’ll
find it locked.
Better
to be in the colour, light and life of now. To be
ravenous
for all that is beautiful and uplifting, and be
sated.
To be, all senses, full throttle; to
shunt worries
up
a siding, and be full express through the joys of life.
Life,
the greatest gift, flies; I resolve now to fly in it.
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