On the path to redemption, I met three people:
One was named Regret: He was a sad being, he blames himself for all the bad things that has happened in his life.
Next was Anger: He was the opposite of Regret, he blames everyone but himself.
Last was Acceptance: I liked her, she did not wallow in self-guilt like Regret nor did she blame everyone like Anger. She just accepted the things as they are; and I saw how she shined so brightly, happy and contented.
"That's life," she told me, "these obstacles are meant for you to grow."
I considered and took to heart what she said and at the end of the path,
Acceptance is what I did.
CZYTASZ
Starlight and Supernovas
PoetryA collection of amateur poetry. I believe that language is so beautiful that it can be likened to the infinite beauty of the celestial skies.
