a question of time


Time in itself is relative, an ever changing never ending mystery that stretches endlessly before us and in the scheme of all this we are merely visitors borrowing some small moment and striving to make it memorable, worth affording us or maybe even unforgettable. All around us unseen lie the threads of all the things we could have done, all the avenues our lives could have taken had we made some small difference in the choices that brought us on the path we travel now,whirling with wasted possibilities, echoes of regret or perhaps relief at the avoidance of less desirous futures. Like many i sometimes wonder where my life would be had i said or done things differently or left things done orImage unsaid that i failed to in reality but i have come to realise that i cannot change the things i have done or indeed failed to do but i can learn from the measure of my own happiness and be more cautious in the directions i allow myself to take. When we are young life seems so long and old age so very far away but upon reaching our conclusion and looking back perhaps it was not so very long a time after all. Neither will fate decide that since we failed  to live to our fullest potential we should begin again with the chance to do all that we wish we had to begin with so perhaps the key to it all is think before we speak, feel before we act and love whilst we are able. I have regrets, i am after all only human but life is a lesson i am trying very hard to learn

GRANT ME THE SERENITY TO ACCEPT THE THINGS I CANNOT CHANGE

COURAGE TO CHANGE THE THINGS I CAN

AND THE WISDOM TO KNOW THE DIFFERENCE

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