Instantes

If I were to live my life anew,

In the next I would try to commit more errors.

I would not try to be so perfect. I would relax more.

I would be more foolish than I’ve been,

In fact, I would take few things seriously.

I would be less hygienic.

I would run more risks,

take more vacations,

contemplate more sunsets,

climb more mountains, swim more rivers.

I would go to more places where I’ve never been,

I would eat more ice cream and fewer beans,

I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.

I was one of those people who lived sensibly

and prolifically each minute of his life;

Of course I had moments of happiness.

If I could go back I would have only good moments.

Because if you didn’t know,

of that life is made: only of moments. Don’t lose the now.

I was one of those that never

went anywhere without a thermometer,

a hot water bottle,

an umbrella and a parachute;

if I could live again, I would travel lighter.

If I could live again,

I would begin to walk barefoot from the beginning of spring

and I would continue barefoot until autumn ends.

I would take more cart rides,

contemplate more dawns,

and play with more children,

If I had another life ahead of me.

But already you see, I am 85

and I know that I am dying.

Jorge Luis Borges