January 26, 2017Poem
No regrets
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No regrets
How could there be
When everything
Happens for a reason
With or without
Informed consent
Presence is no accident
Even random happenings
Coalesce
Into the miracle
Of a rainforest
A cloudburst away
From a desert
Wishful thinking
To ease another’s sorrow
Is not a wasteful practice
Although fruitless
It whiles away the hours
To search for hybrid answers
Whilst pollinating flowers
In the company of bees
It makes more sense
To be in awe
Of something simple
Than to hope
For different things
To emerge
And change the world
Without the wonder
Of metamorphosis
To illuminate the day