Inspired by …about your own road not taken – about a choice of yours that has “made all the difference,” and what might have happened had you made a different choice.
The dawn was breaking; the driver honking outside.
The strip carries the message of arrival.
I knew I had to be there as I had to be in the car.
The decision was yet to made; that moment was of choice.
The choice of accept or not, either or, neither nor. Red or Blue.
Evening breeze smelt of city-spring and the room still scented by
flowers and furniture, not a month old, as my wife asked
Of the decision mixed with choice. Future unfurling slowly.
Present whirlpooled in the river of the time. Now become then
As I fight to be acceptance of the wish I hold deep into bosom.
Morning breeze little chilly as she smiled in the early morn sun
And her mother picked out a gray hair of mine–shining silver one
I traversed down the path, I knew, I had to take sooner or later.
I smiled at my daughter and whispered–one day you’ll know
I had the choice rejecting you but I accept you because
Life is always taking the path that time gifts you.
And the greyish space between not or no-not is the place
Where you could have turned to a reflection
you won’t want to see.