Change
It's coming, its started, it has begun
Transformation, alteration, I feel reborn
In me a stretching here, a tearing there...
But not the kind that brings wear and tear
An enlightenment, an illumination
Brought about mostly by my rumination
Whether good or bad, I feel alive
Assuredly, I determine to thrive
Freedom, a silver lining on cloud change
Of body, mind and spirit, it doesn't feel strange
An urgent buzz calls me to higher ground
As though I've spent too long aground
Oh catalyst, the why and how you'd
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It's happened, it's come, change has occurred
poem by Marilyn Odeon
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