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