Quandary, poetry by Sharona Reeves at Spillwords.com

Quandary

Quandary

written by: Sharona Reeves

 

What a constant quandary life seems to be.
Days drifting by,
on decisions made.
Always looking back,
never quite present.

Knowing it’s too late
to reclaim yesterday,
life is enough with what remains.
Stable, yet certainty never stays.

What if yesteryear wasn’t the end?
Who’s to say beginnings ever end?
The quandary never disappears.

We only learn to carry it.
Every answer leaves another question.
Every ending opens a different door.

Searching through the echoes
in the halls of the heart,
trying to find what’s true.
Always reaching forward.
Sometimes standing still.

Life keeps turning faithfully,
long after racing thoughts grow quiet.
The truth is what we will.
The story ends when we say it does.

So what if the intermission extended?

The road ahead remains unwritten,
closer than it seems,
yet further than I can reach.

Days drifting by on decisions made,
but tomorrow still belongs to me.
The past may shape the road behind,
but it does not define
what is left to see.

What a constant quandary life seems to be.

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