Destiny

Life's a constant battle
Do I have regrets?
I'd fight it all again
That's a certainty
Lay my life on the line
For my children
O'er and o'er
I'd do it all again


What would I change
If I could
What changes would I make?
What branches in the path
Perchance would bear a second look?
Would second guessing change things in a better way for all?
Or
Would disaster on a grander magnitude befall?


In ancient times, there have been tales told of those few gifted with foresight.
They never ended well often doomed to tell of others' misfortune and death.
One such who comes to mind is Cassandra seer of Troy.
Resisting Sun god Apollo's advances, she was given foresight and warned all who would hear of the fall of Troy.
Cursed as mad yet doomed to foresee, she could not prevent their imminent destiny.


These days, no one can know precisely what the future might hold within its rheumy haze.
I think, mayhap, that might be for the best anyway.
I know not what the future may hold.
I am content with that.
I will continue this battle called life
I hope you will too
It's rather glorious in its way
It is dreadful as well
I do know that
But
I think it may just be worthwhile
So
I think it's best to stick around another day and see what that may bring...