Day #6

It's no use to think of my life

as a tree - all the ways it could go,

every choice or decision as a fork

in a branch, all those paths

all those things that could happen

differently, and so every day determining

where my life will lead.

It's no use, since I can't time travel

or world hop, I cannot meet every

version of myself and pick the one

I'd like to be. I'm all I've got.

This life will only travel one

zigzaggy path full of sadnesses

and missed opportunities, bad luck,

coincidences, tiny miracles and things

I cannot yet imagine.

I wrote this poem last month when I was going crazy thinking "What if?" and it helped a lot. Things I cannot yet imagine :)

Kelia