once more
as in times before
I find I’m only a catalyst
a stepping stone
in someone else’s path…..
once more
how prophetic it was
time indeed would tell
the planted seeds of possibilities
crumble under the weight of patience
and perhaps not enough of trust…….
once more
I wrestle with the “what ifs”
the missed clues
the lost opportunities
things left unspoken
until it was too late……
once more
I wonder where did I go wrong
what did I do or not do
to grasp what I touched
and make it mine…..
once more
when my heart is whole again
I’ll be the drifter
the wanderer
soaring on whatever winds
my wings may find…..
©Lynn Kupfer
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