The Beforetime
Would I go back to yesterday,
That pathway of my life unmarred
By bleak glimmers of futures barred
And writings left to say.
How would I act to such a stretch
Toward a place I’ve been before,
Toward familiar open doors
Where dreams spill for to catch?
Would I misuse my powers there,
To know the things that are to come?
Would choices force me to succumb?
Or would I never dare?
