Moving Forward in Reverse
The past never leaves, but is blind,
Blurring visions of the future,
Events that once were left behind.
Memories reincarnate from a time gone by,
Moving forward seems impossible,
Reparation vacant, reinforcing the question why.
Is it the enemy or a gift given by events beyond any control?
Appearing without out discrimination,
Memories climbing up a tunnel from a dark hole.
A dwelling opponent with appearing from dark resurrection,
What if this, I could have done that,
Opposing it’s will with no ability for correction.
A gift when remembered and lessons have been learned,
A cluttered path becomes clear,
An advantage in life’s choices, and the freedom you have earned.
Take the past’s lessons, plan and rehearse,
Better late than never,
Moving forward in reverse.