I am at a point where I am holding on for dear life. In many ways. From music to everyday living.
Change is present now and as I watch it transform into progress I think about the
ebb and flow of progress . Enjoy this poem and as always Shine ON
Progress
To take to spool to change to mold
into a new form and smash again
rebirth
renew
transform
to new
to expand, sponge up
seep out and retain
as confusing as it sounds
progress is to gain
and then give
is the push and pull between
gaining and giving until
a beacon of hope slashes through
the clouds. Offering the slightest seed
a chance to push up through the darkness
and grow towards the light.
Progress.
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