If this is all I have …

Ever sit and wonder what made the change happen….I try to, I don’t succeed in knowing what made the change happen, but I still sit and wonder.

I don’t think I want to know what it was, it just was, that, something and it tipped the balance and made a change.

It could of been a million different things, or just the day, maybe the way the sun touched your shoulder made you turn the other way.

But I do wonder, change, I feel like I have been part of it for much longer than I want to be.

How can one settle after a decade of the same little life now completely changed.

Does one’s life ever settle into a new life after a decade of the same life?

I’m sure in due time there will be a quiet moment where I can say, there is no more palatable, undeniable, feel it to the core change, just small changes.

I feel unsettled, I feel a little lost, my life in limbo is continuous.

I can’t accept it.

I won’t accept it. I know that this is part of the journey but I don’t want to be here anymore.

I want the dust covered air polluting my pores to settle.

Settle.

I am unsettled. Please you must settle.

I am on the right path

I know the reality is this

But settle.

My talk with change remains unchanged but if something, anything tipped the change, it soon will be tipped to end and it will settle.

Just like everything else, it will settle, as I walk along this path, and I try to stomp it gone, I will succeed only by letting the change, change, the change to change.

Was that too much change?

I guess no, there is never too much change, unless your perspective precieves it as such, too much. Maybe not enough?

In the conclusion of something without conclusion, if this is all I have to work with, I will have to find a time to break away from it.

In any form I can;

in word I loose myself, the way poems have a sort of dance,

the same as paint to canvas,

lens to views,

love to lips,

feet to sand,

hips to music,

arms to hugs,

legs for chasing,

hands to heal,

Eyes to admire, learn, read, love

If this is all I have to work with I will find a way. When I reach the other side I promise a big sigh and a gig, maybe a nap. Change makes me a little weak.

Goodbye to that decade lost let’s raise a glass to the decade ahead, no matter how long the journey is.

Change in any form is a perfect time to time the adventure in the journey, the passion in the rain and the love that we all need to survive each day.

In knowing this I can reach a peaceful agreement with my after a decade change. (We are not lovers, just good friends)

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