Change

Change

A Poem by Amy

How scary it can be, things unknown.

We fret and ponder over every scenario.

Hurting only ourselves in this torturous process.

What will come to be and who can say for sure?

 

Seeking, searching… wondering.

Leaving devoted time behind.

 

I wish I could say it is the season of change and renewal,

and that it is happening all around us.

But this is not the case, or is it?

 

Is not spring the season to start anew?

 

Change happens whether or not planned.

Were you prepared and does it matter?

 

What a beautiful, glorious time it is.

Embrace this gift.

Time is of the essence they say.

 

Consider this your muse, your inspiration.

Ideas bold and fantastic.

 

Given only one life today, is it what you’ve always imagined?

Change.

 

The doors have opened wide

You can enter that which you choose.

Be mindful to your inner calling, this is the way.

 

Exciting and grand, this thing they name change.

© 2010 Amy


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Amy
Not one of my favorites, but tell me what you think.

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Amy
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