The Rocking Chair Test

When I'm old with hair turned gray
It haunts me that I'd know a day
While sitting in my rocking chair
I'd wished I weren't afraid to dare.

To have a dream and act upon it,
Whether spiritual or quite erotic,
Seems to me the lesser sin of
Once to miss what might have been.

So, with my dreams I go to where
I picture myself sitting there,
Having lived a life with no regrets --
This, the rocking chair test.

-- covertress