Life changes sometimes, in major ways
Those markedly different, than what we know
Ways resembling tectonic plate shifts
building, unseen, over time
Paradigmatic changes: destroying old foundations
creating new ones, undergirding our being
Changes taking us back, to our essence
To the beginning seed, we didn’t know we were
Suddenly, there we find ourselves
like a new seashell, washed ashore
to be collected and transported, or
left as material for tomorrow’s beach
Easy answers escape us at these times
All questions new, too unformed for our lips
But one thing for certain
change is, and change we are
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Author: Don Iannone, D.Div.
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Photographer, poet, teacher, complementary medicine provider, interfaith minister, and former economic developer. Holds a Doctorate in Divinity, Master of Divinity, Master of Mind-Body Medicine, and Bachelor of Arts degree in Anthropology. Clinical certifications in Reiki, guided meditation, life purpose coaching, and spiritual counseling. Author of 12 books, including two new books in the contemporary spirituality field. Learn more here.
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Poetic Alchemist 
Yeah.
Aurora: Thanks. Change is just that!
Ah, that inevitable immutability! Clever capture, Don.
Thanks Kai,Polona, and Nasra. Glad you are all well.
Dear Don
Thanks for asking Im well , been finishing just few ends and have been on fasting month so getting lazy I suppose …
I hope you are well too
Loved the poem ..the end is so powerful …
everything changes, only the change remains.
well done!
very nice!
hope you are well too.