I regret

Everything or nothing;

If I could,

I’d, perhaps, rewind

The old film I am

To its black beginning,

Or leave it to run out,

As soon, I feel, it might


I have trusted,

And I’ve trusted fully,

Never for a moment

Doubting that

None would ever lie to me –

Why would they?

Foolish I have been

Among much wiser friends


I have journeyed

Where my dreams would take me,

Stopping not halfway

Until I reached

Endings, which became –

Again – beginnings,


And now my name is Change


I adore

Everything or nothing

Of the world and myself

I see:

Pain and shame,

Cruelty and suffering,

Regret, trust and dreaming

With one’s dusty feet