This sigh dissolves all my heartsick wounded fretting glacier to meadow
Tag: change
Makeover
I want the quick fix radical transformation makeover montage In lieu of the miracle question (if I woke tomorrow and) let's cut to the miracle But here I am breathing slowly water wearing away stone
Remember
Remember your death
My thumb traced each cross
Man, addicted
Woman, afraid
You began as dust
dust your destination
Driver, impatient
Pedestrian, astray
We marked each other
with cold fingers
Bless you, brother
Pray for me, sister
Ash and oil whispher:
Remember your life
Last Night
Last night I dreamed a false choice between past and present Woke knowing I can live neither again Instead today I trust a third way lies ahead And loving hands to guide me
Twenty
What are these twenty more or less hauled beneath my skin these days and years? The weight of grief my own, others' debris of hope disrupted Do I set this down as a stone, an anvil (anchor) or poured as dusty spoonfuls along a leafy path? Whatever means slow or sudden I lift, lightened lighter, alight
End
It is the end of our beginning.
Winston Churchill
I shudder to think it This transformation is more than I know the heart can take. The end of me, of this, of us is here, and our death is the beginning
Clutch
It's time to slip behind the wheel again stretch fingers across smooth leather ride the rhythm of advancing gears and accelerate into the next great thing. Gas, clutch, shift But now, here: Objects in mirror are sadder than they appear.
Change
Change alone is unchanging. ~Heraclitus Change, my dearest companion alone in her constancy is in my waking, sleeping unchanging in her devotion
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