If I Changed My Mind
As I sat there,
watching the slapping,
rolling,
pounding of the waves,
and the ocean stretching upon the shore
I began to wonder what would happen if I'd done something a little differently,
if I changed something from my past
Would I still be here,
facing the ocean,
contemplating life,
and burying my feet in the sand?
Would I be surrounded by the same people?
Would I see the world through a new light?
Would I see myself differently?
Or would I change nothing---
focus myself in the present, in the now,
always wondering,
never knowing,
who, what, or where I would be,
if I changed my mind
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