Remorse

 

Last week I finally

Felt my feels,
My regrets, buckets of blues,
Aware and unaware,
That ripped worlds apart,
Mines and precious ones
Plus others. 

On choices made
Rivulets of tears
On a life lost with the "one"

And my three,

For a life "won" with 

Those three, plus four. 

A truer, clearer life 

And finding the "one" who made me,

Son of Galilee, my friend, my higher. 

Tears dried, eyes made to see

Another chance 

To feel a warm, gold-flecked sun, 

The incandescent moon, 

Those sparkles and speck of stars, 

On crystal laden blue-green shores,

Arms entwined with someone more,

And that

Newer, freer, realized me...