Everything Changes,
Even the earth every single day.
Thoughts and things we arranges,
Putting them out of the way.
No one can stay the same,
Not while those planets are turning.
Everyone with their own name,
Still the whole system is churning.
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Comments
Well..John..in my slow, sleepy town not much changes unless one looks back a decade...the changes are imperceptible at the moment...What I like about this site..among many things...is the way my poetry and interaction reveals parts of myself I was not aware of consciously...It is, as if these hidden sides are competing for attention and I sit back as an observer watching..:) and the reactions of others are telling...
I have found myself to be more possessive and vain than I would ever think myself to be in real life...and this vanity arises not from insecurity but selfishness...?....Shock!
But, I always hear your voice pulling me back to equilibrium...:)....in your poetry...a voice of reason...and metaphysics. That is what your poetry does...
Thanks for your comment! At the moment, I am functioning on a beautiful planetary combination that brings out love energies. And another one that is good to be a scientist. These energies doesnt last long. But luckily, I was born with some of them.
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