I Often Wonder How I Got Here
Beginnings
I often wonder how I got here,
Knowing every minute decision played a part,
From the destiny of birth,
To matters that tickled my heart.
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Every thought the possibility of a change in direction,
Seconds is all it takes to travel unplanned,
Crossing a new pathway, experiencing a new adventure,
Growing as my heart opens in an effort to expand.
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I think back and study my memories,
Understanding a tiny tweak and all would have changed,
An alternate version of my life,
In which everything would be rearranged.
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Everything happens for a reason,
Every meeting a lesson of some kind,
Every road travelled to reach a certain destination,
As each decision and choice is realigned.
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Today’s thoughts pave the way,
Determining who I’ll be this time tomorrow,
Each night laid to rest at the end of the day,
Some ending in laughter and others in sorrow.
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Every minute in a realm of magical change,
One choice away from success,
One decision from the possibility of disaster,
Turning the day into happiness or stress.
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Nothing is set in stone,
And I know of the uncertainty of it all,
One mistake, one moment of wisdom,
Is all it takes to lift me up or see me fall.
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About the Creator
Colleen Millsteed
My first love is poetry — it’s like a desperate need to write, to free up space in my mind, to escape the constant noise in my head. Most of the time the poems write themselves — I’m just the conduit holding the metaphorical pen.
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Comments (4)
A wizened sense of self-awareness with a caution, promise & hope for what lies ahead.
Everything sure does happen for a reason and yes, nothing is set in stone. Loved your poem my friend!
Beautiful writing!
very insightful and inspiring