How it Was or How it Could Be

A tale as old as time

But told so many ways

In meter, measure, and rhyme

Before the counting of the days

 

Good versus Evil

You may call it

Or the path of self-discovery

Whatever words you use will not define it

Life’s purpose remains a mystery

 

Nature gives us the clues

The spirits are our guides

What’s left is to choose

The very course of our lives

 

Remain in the past

Or dwell in the future

Neither of these are the key

This moment is the suture

The link between all realities

 

The possibilities are endless

The outcomes as numerous as the stars

We can choose agony or choose bliss

To stay at home or travel far

 

How it was or how it could be

We are what lies in between

The path to death or sustainability

Which one we travel remains to be seen

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