Memory opens like a door
Feet remain where breath resides
Looking back revisits truth
Without the urge to hide
Scenes soften under gentler light
Judgment loosens grip
Past stands finished fully seen
No return trip
What occurred informs the now
Not a chain a guide
Looking back without return
Leaves strength intact
Those who face their former days
Without regret’s pull
Carry forward clearer sight
Grounded whole