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No Regrets

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What am I meant to create, to do, to live,
before my body is done with this earthly existence?
I go through each day thinking
I have an infinite number of days remaining,
but no one lives forever.
Whether I have thousands of days left or just a few—
I cannot know my fate.
Would I be happy if tomorrow were my last day?
Would I be able to let go into the final adventure,
knowing that I had loved as much as I could…
or would I die with unresolved stories weighing on my heart?
What I didn’t say,
what I was too distracted to notice,
the gifts I didn’t share,
the love I didn’t express—
all these would hook me in grief
and haunt my parting
with a lonely, desolate, unbearable quality.
Great Spirit,
lead me to live a life in alignment with my soul.
Guide me to step fully into my destiny,
so that when the moment arrives,
I can embrace my final adventure
with no regrets.