hindsight

if I knew then
what I know now, would things
be different?
would
I take off those rose
colored glasses,
unplug my ears,
silence
the nagging doubts
and fears?
would I have taken a
different path
on a different horse,
or would I
have gone forward, blind
and deaf
into the storm,
weak of heart,
stumbling into what I
thought was light,
was right,
but was dark.