The Greatest Sin of All

If I could leave this second

turn and walk away, all things 

clean, returned to unbruised memory

I wouldn’t

 

Better the sun with its plan

better the rain for reminding

 

Every breath

Every beat

Every moment

Is the journey

 

If I could turn and

wash away the leather, unfaded,

unscathed, this man I was

this man I would not know 

 

I am too far from this day connected 

the road untraveled, well that is life-

the tread toward light is long indeed,

but to wake, and to not wear in stride 

its mark you've left against each other,

to grow and be crippled by chance or some other scar

carry too easily away, and to believe that I have traveled 

too far from my ways

For me this would be

 the greatest sin of all

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Gah, Im a Big ole SINNER!!!!!

[Perdition]

haha...we meet every Tuesday and I've never seen you there?

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

I concur I would keep the life I have than go back to try to relive another. Life is imperfect regardless of choice. There will always be karma to balance things and decisions. Would one life be less painful than previous? There is no guarantee of that, nor should there ever be. A very thoughtful piece of poetry. Thank you for sharing.

[Perdition]

Thank you for your insights. Balance is another character for me altogether, I see it every time I swing past it, but yes the questions you pose here are right along the rail or tracks that slip away the self from self. Only more from less is guaranteed ...why give up what is truly you and bound to the ultimate by self. Know that person and smile is my thought or ...To thy known self be true..haha. Thanks again Carlos!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Whatever way we travel...that is our way. It is the one we were meant to take...even with all the detours, we find our way to ourselves, eventually.
with or without traveling companions.
j.

[Perdition]

Here!! Here!! Well said! The journey into the marvel and maze is not an easy one but to return without remorse or regret and completely tattered to shreds but alive and ready to return again does make for a fine fire and warm whiskey come nightfall. Thanks J!