Whispers of the Unchosen Path

I wonder if I did not stay, What paths my life would gently sway. Would destiny unfold anew, Or fade like whispers that I once knew? In the realm of infinite chance, Would joy still dance its blissful dance? Or would regret with mournful sigh, Embrace my heart beneath the sky? The road untraveled tempts my mind, With secrets hidden, left behind. Yet, in this place where I remain, A tapestry of memories reign. For in the choice to stay or roam, We shape the life we call our own. So, as I ponder what could be, I find contentment, here, with me.