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