Sunday Scribblings - What would you attempt...
What would you attempt if you knew you would not fail?
I’d climb mountains,
on native soil, in foreign lands.
I’d write a book,
or five or twenty.
I’d adopt a house full,
of orphaned kids, of abandoned pets.
I’d paint a masterpiece,
all profits for charity.
I’d stand on a stage,
song bellowing from my soul.
I’d travel the world,
speaking a universal language of love.
I’d speak to my grandfather,
from a heart full of compassion.
I’d counsel death-row inmates,
believing in the hope of salvation.
I’d make a quilt,
each piece a symbol of my life.
I’d plant a garden,
of vibrant flowers, of succulent vegetables.
I’d learn to fly a plane,
strapping my mama in beside me.
I’d speak to adolescent girls,
of the beauty and strength of women.
I’d live alone for a month,
with Nature as my sole companion.
I’d say “I love you”
to those who deeply touch my soul.
I’d live every moment
as if it were my last.
**Picture from alaskayachtcharter.net***