What if I would have pricked all those
Pages of words & poems, written along
Each emotion lived in the rivers of water
Shed on rocks & pebbles, polishing each
One until it sparkles in the warmth of
Spring’s first rays, kneading it to its
Fancy as the stories of my book.
What if I would have used a needle
& thread to build a chain… perhaps
Take it on a hard spin for a tumble of
Phrases, a choreography of black & white…
Pages & words flowing together gracefully
Interlacing… intoxicating them to life.
All events yarned into one, using the
Euphoric with the dramatic…
Would that have summed up the life of
Each & everyone of us?
What if we could have selected & built
A pyramid of chosen fragments & created
Our vision, molded our dreams.
Yes, what if life was not about wishes
But for us to unravel with excitement
& curiosity of the… what now?
Lovely poem………. I think we each of us can often look back upon the ‘what if’ moments… I have had as many as most people… But I have learnt that through those what if moments its best to live in the ‘Now’ ones.. for then if we do the best in the now.. there would be no what ifs! 🙂
Love and blessings
Very true indeed… that was the message 🙂
Thanks for giving your side to it!
Blessings to you too.