Searching Through the Past

Reflecting on time and what it means

Sifting through memories past.

Searching for the missed chances,

Missed meanings.

The lessons that should have been learned.

The mistakes that meant nothing.

Meeting that cross road,

And trying to find out how the path led here.

Funny how the sands of time are meaningless as they pass.

But once confronted with the future,

They mean everything.

Those sands are the very essence of the present,

And indicators of the future to come.

Sorting through them becomes insurmountable.

Trying to find some reason,

Some purpose,

Looking for why?

And how?

And when?

And where?

And who?

And what?

Just one memory,

Somewhere,

To have it all make sense.

And coming up empty handed.

It's not about what was done,

Or what wasn't done.

It's about what will be.

That's all.  

Author's Note

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