But for choices, mine and yours
we are here
full of memories not easily forgotten
we forge ahead
towards a future full of unknowns
As for regrets and longings
We lay aside
what is undone
to make something new
imperceivable is sometimes our courage
When all is quiet
light illuminates the dust of shattered dreams
and the fragments of our past become a prism
through which we grow or suffer the cut of holding on