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Flow of Change

Flow of change

Nothing is
Nothing is not

Something are
Something are not

I is
You is
We is

We are not

—not static

Is there meaning in
All this is-ness
Or is-not-ness?

Where do you and I lie
What really scares us is
How great we be
In what we choose to see, only
Glean that which makes us free
To joyfully dance from first hello
Never needing to say good-bye

Maybe its not where or to know
Why we is, but being
Only power of the everlasting flow

The moon in her phases
Causing the rising tide
Planetary, primal, Human-ness
Became grace and tenderness
Magnificent wave we now comfortably ride
What we wished for becomes us in the changes

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The last 12 months have been the hardest of my life. The lightening quick ending of a 26 year marriage, partnership and friendship. The loss of my best friend of 30 years and the loss of other close friends. I am a poet and writer. Writing helps me move through both the joys and the fears and the pain with swifter and more useful degrees of grace and wisdom. Right now life is challenging, so the poetry reflects that. FYI Be in joy, in all ways! ~william