If I could have the chance to heal
The wounds and worry of past dismay
And issue hence a new reveal
Of confidence and reticence,
To bring about the change required
To start again and make it through
This time, with lasting consequence
And live the dreams I've long desired,
I'd heave the weight of several worlds
And of some several thousand souls
Along the path at last unfurled
So all, at last, made lasting sense
And all--since after all it's due
And overdue at that, I feel--
Would see the fruits of labored years
And see how love has all us healed.
