Rewrites A Whisper To The Past
If time could rewind its endless thread, How many faces would you choose to forget? How many roads, once taken in trust, Would you leave unwalked, turning them to dust? How many echoes of choices made Would you silence before they could invade? How many storms would you dare not brave, Just to carve a different life to save? For all that came and came to pass, Has built the now this fragile glass. And though you dream of starting anew, This present self is born of you Nidal Sati