Interesting poem

[bluejeans07]

Ye aspiring ones, listen to the story of the unknown
Who lies here with no stone to mark the place.
As a boy reckless and wanton,
Wandering with gun in hand through the forest
Near the mansion of Aaron Hatfield,
I shot a hawk perched on the top
Of a dead tree.
He fell with a guttural cry
At my feet, his wing broken.
Then I put him in a cage
Where he lived many days cawing angrily at me
When I offered him food.
Daily I search the realms of Hades
For the soul of the hawk,
That I may offer him the friendship
Of one whom life wounded and caged.

- Edgar Lee Masters, Spoon River Anthology

Trowa posted this in his LJ not too long ago and I finally got to read it carefully. I think it was Duo who commented that "I've always thought regret is one of the most bitter things," which I found it to be quite true. And yet... with regret can come maturity, experience. Maybe assurance too? Such as "I've done this, because that this happened, and now I know better than to do it again?"

And then I started thinking about things I regret in my life... right now I'm thinking I tried to grow up too quickly and yet if I hadn't, I'd still be at home and caged. I probably wouldn't have had the independance to move out and go to ACCD. It may be that we will always regret things, wish we could fix things that happened... yet in the end we can't and we have to live with it. Maybe it helps us with our outlook to the future and when we go farther into a future we construct for ourselves based on experiences, regret will fade and turn into meloncholy. Maybe the past shouldn't be held onto as pain, yes there will always be difficult experiences that will leave scars, but at least those scars shouldn't hurt anymore.

I'm wondering if I'm making sense.

o_O; All these deep thoughts I got from an RP O_O;