Changes

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Jul 13, 2021 

Changes.
The word
as it is.
Changes.
Never 
the same.
Evolving 
creation.
Writhing 
biology
working the
environment.
Molding
existence.
People come.
People go.
Leaving behind 
a different 
place.
Living.
Knowing one
place.
One reality.
Setting the
stage 
for the 
next.
Like kneading
clay.
Morphing.
Slightly 
different each
iteration.
Unique.
Changing.
One life 
one place
in time.
Morphing,
never ending!

 

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