The Forest of Time

Amongst the Forest of Time I lay down to die in a clearing of dwindling moments. Desperately, I sought for what was lost, for yesterday, for the long gone years. I wished and pleaded to begin again, to live life with the hindsight which would have saved me. I imagined myself inhabiting that long gone past, but inhabiting it with knowing. I craved to save the time which I had squandered, to be him - to be the one I was, the child who had believed the world was his. Perhaps, in the dreaming sti...