one hundred years

Regrets of the heart act as poison to tear down defenses and infitrate to torture ones very soul, one hundred years we are given, if we regret one year of that time it crashes down into no time. One cannot regret the years of their life, regrets hold one back and don't allow one to live one hundred years. time moves on whether we like it or not, whether we want it to or not. Regrets only speed up the hands of time towards chiming agaisnt our sacred one hundred years end. Time is a precious gift from that above, regret is not an enemy you want to keep close, regret is a prophet of hardship and turmoil. One hundred years we are given to make our mark on history and to regret changes it to a black mark. Eventually one hundred years must end, unfortunately all good things must end, or so those who regret say. To free oneself of regret is to spread their wings and soar higher and higher into the clouds and the rains of memory until one hundred years is transfigured into truth. It takes one hundred years to learn the art of defending oneself from regret.