The wheels are turning
Sparks are flying
Everything is changing.
And I have resisted –
Indeed, for change disturbs;
So I push it aside
Step away, close my eyes
But the hum is there.
In the background,
A river coursing
The sense of motion, undeniable.
It feels closer.
Can I run? Get ahead?
Still it dances on -
Changing settings and places;
Friends and contacts;
Journeys and experiences;
Concerns and timing;
Directions and alliances,
Families and loss;
Familiarity, fragments –
For change, it pursues.
Will time find me wanting?
Afraid…and alive?
Vital…and creative?
Excited and buoyant?
Stultified and slow?
Energised and free?
Running and finding?
Or hiding and losing?
Lost - blinded by fear?
Or flying, and free?
Hope – it restores.
Truth – it points the way.
Love – it gives purpose.
Charity – it builds bridges.
Peace – it coaxes and calms.
And You, Oh, You! You…my God,
Give Light.