Life carries change that is momentously <br />Shatteringly swift, re-arranging our daily <br />Routines as though they were dice, frequently <br />Casting them, re-set and adrift. Available <br />Help for these shifts is concious acceptance <br />Of 'present' as being the key. No regrets <br />Will then mar transformative change, except <br />For refusal to see. Often suspecting <br />The worst from jolts into any strange sphere, <br />We instinctively backen, shy from new <br />Worlds, fearfully suspect, we now appear <br />To ignore any harmony. Hearts must do <br />The brave thing and leap with perception, when <br />Changes occur. Regrets bring chains again.<br /><br />Fay Slimm<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-regrets-25/
