Give your head a shake.
Try to break away
from the web of yesterday.
This little game we play,
ends in a grim charade.
Mourning every dead and gone
possibility,
eventually
we all go to the same places.
Cobwebs in dusty corners
of our minds.
Dark shadows
where regretful times reside.
Sometimes
you must open your eyes
and let the light inside,
banish the unkind lives
you never lived.
There is so much more than this
way in which the world persists
to remind us of things
that don’t exist.
Hit the throttle
on a high-speed ride.
Let the wind in your face
set you right.
The only way is forward.
Leave the past where it lies.
DJR – 2023
So beautiful
Thank you.