Hoping for a chance to touch the sky

Sometimes
our mistakes loom large,
like mountains
on a not-distant-enough horizon,
haunting us
with their clouds and shadows.
Today I prefer to think
my mistakes add definition
to a view of life
that might otherwise
be rather dull.
What would YOU rather look at?
That dark and tidy perfection below --
or that alluring and colorful past
that keeps us striving forward,
hoping for a chance to touch the sky?


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