A View From Behind

Don’t go down that direction.
I know it’s a choice, it’s your discretion.
Nothing is as it has been.
All you can see is yer old sins.
That’s not the way to win.

There’s nothing special to see.
A view from behind.
Looking back is a sure sign,
Your progress will flounder.
I know your life can be sounder.

It’s pure illusion.
Memory could just be perversion.
It can only end in your heart’s delusion.
And you will have lost your salvation.

Pondering upon what has gone.
Singing an outdated love song.
Being back there is not the same.
You’d be playing a time game.

There’s nothing special to see.
From a view behind.
Looking back is a sure sign,
Your progress will flounder.
I know your life can be sounder.

Turn, be present.
Turn, be here now.
Turn, being there from now on.
Forward thinking, forward motion.

There’s nothing special to see.
A view from behind.
Looking back is a sure sign,
Your progress will flounder.
I know your life can be sounder.

Moving forward is The Way to a blissful encounter.

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“Women Art Print” ©️ 2021 Creator: Catherine Thy Le

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