Life carries change that is momentously
Shatteringly swift, re-arranging our daily
Routines as though they were dice, frequently
Casting them, re-set and adrift. Available
Help for these shifts is concious acceptance
Of 'present' as being the key. No regrets
Will then mar transformative change, except
For refusal to see. Often suspecting
The worst from jolts into any strange sphere,
We instinctively backen, shy from new
Worlds, fearfully suspect, we now appear
To ignore any harmony. Hearts must do
The brave thing and leap with perception, when
Changes occur. Regrets bring chains again.
If we let our regrets rule our lives we stand still, grateful will always overpower regret in life thankyou Fay 10 Chris +++
Very true Fay...such a good read here..thanks for sharing it with us...Fi
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I would like to translate this poem
You see folks? I have always said that a poet with heart, soul and so much talent must by necessity be a philosopher. So must a lover be. Philosophy means to not stand still and remain idly by the gate but to look inside and find the treasures we were meant to find. Great stuff you write kiddo, great stuff. Hxx