The Life Altering Question
Many people have asked me,
"If you could do it all over, what would you change?"
And throughout my days
Where I have found different ways
Of expressing how I came to a conclusion
On such an interesting question,
My answer has never wavered.
And my answer is and always was "nothing."
While their first reaction is to urge me to reconsider,
I do not quiver under their condescending gazes
And myriad of phrases that simply boil down to
"Why?”
Because despite the lows that would make moles afraid of heights;
Despite the darkness that would tempt the boogieman to turn on the lights;
Despite the struggles and strife that I've had no success in suppressing,
Throughout the great and the depressing,
It's led me here.
And as I sift through my cluttered memories,
I cringe at my thoughts tattered and tinged with the notion of quitting.
Because if it wasn't for those moments near defeat,
I would have never known the honor of brushing myself off,
Of defying every doubt that clouded my judgment
And having the confidence to promise myself clear skies ahead.
I would never have known that the road less traveled,
While gilded in doubt, is paved with promise.
And like a lost safari guide who has found the path but lost his map,
I at least know I'm going somewhere.
Wherever "somewhere" is I'm not certain
But I can only hope that the curtain call of my life
May yield a standing ovation.
This constant pressure to make impressions will not make me fold.
Perhaps it may simply mold me into a person
That sees the footprints marking my legacy
As I step through the uncertainty that is the future
And wave back to say "it's all clear!"
I cherish my past mistakes that others would rectify if they had the choice
Because without error, one cannot hope to improve.
I pass over these grooves and cracks on my life with a steady hand,
Knowing that without every blemish on the surface of my past,
My self would be that much more flawed.
Failure has clawed its way across my life
But I have shaken it off and awakened the light
That promises better days to come.
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