Spiraling

Thoughts wanting
to direct knowing
The way is
clear
Sorrow, regret
overflows my cup.

Potential
Options
Opportunities
Possibilities
Prospects.
Closed.

Decisions
made and spirit
lightens, yet
the impossible
still beckons.
Crying,
“If only!”

Open
what was
what is
what might be.

Amen.

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