How can I embrace change like this
when I love who I am
and who I’ve been?
Yet haven’t I been
one who becomes
who’s existence resides
in its transition to something new
Change comes easy
when one resists one’s identity
“Anything is better than this I used to say
Then contentment comes
“OK the bus rides over
and here I shall be”
Now I hear the siren call
and rabbit holes cover my walkway
Shall I leap with abandon?
Can I have what I have
and carry it with me?
The answer is “Yes, somehow”
The universe tells me in joy
Cake was made to be eaten after all
and roads exist to be walked…
Godhead help me to become
the person I’ve always been..