a poem a day: 19
change
Today’s word is change.
Every single morning we witness the same changes— moonlight to sunlight, darkness to brightness, slumber to fully awake. And it never, ever gets old, this way of being human, this way of perceiving the world, this way of experiencing magic again and again— sacred, tender, everlasting change.
"spare some change?"
says the liturgist to the congregation.
says God to
absolutely
everyone
Change…
What?
Again?
Yes…
And again.
And… again…
And again…
Change
tiring
frustrating
thought provoking
reorienting
recalibrating
But… with
Hands open
Eyes open
Heart open
What’s around the corner is coming
So is growth.
Change