Forward Motion
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Forward Motion
I have discovered,
There are two sides to myself:
One good and one bad,
Each tearing at each,
To go one way or the other.
I straddle a split in the path
And face a dilemma.
The bad side leans
To the way that is inviting,
And more enjoyable to weather.
The good side tilts to the other
Which looks discomforting,
For certain, less rewarding.
And so I struggle,
In the middle of the road,
That seems to go on forever;
With many forks,
And follow my heart’s desire.
Which direction is right, which is wrong?
Voices compel me after the fact
To question my judgment;
“Go back and rethink your decision!”
But that is impossible.
Life is forward motion.
And the past is just that.
And the future!
Avoid making the same error.
—Life consists of learning curves.
As I grow older and hope diminishes,
I come to terms that my presence
Was not constructive,
Nor overly ambitious.
I can pretend that I am teflon:
No pain, indifferent, confident;
Like Rodin’s sculpture,
A piece of rock that exists,—stagnant.
Copyright © Dennis Spilchuk | Year Posted 2018
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