Take the idea of change.
Hold it tenderly in your hands.
Place it in the pocket of your coat.
Then, in the midst of your day,
Reach into your pocket and pluck a leaf-
Rub it between your fingers
To release its scent,
Maybe take a taste
To see if its bitter or sweet.
Resist the urge
To remove the whole thing
And fling it into the river.
No, hold steady.
Let change send its tender roots
Deep into your life,
Allow its gentle tendrils
To grow and wrap around your mind.
Let change be what it needs to be
And become
What you need to become.
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I like this poem very much — the images, the “how-to” feeling of it. :- )
Oh there is such deep wisdom here, allowing the change to wrap its tendrils around your mind, and being who you need to be……..this is very deep, kiddo.