Flow of Change

Flow of Change

Nothing is
Nothing is not

Something are
Something are not

I is
You is
We is
We are not

—not static
Is there meaning in
All this is-ness
Or is-not-ness?

Where do you and I lie?

What really scares us is
How great we be
In what we choose to see, only
Glean that which makes us free
To joyfully dance from first hello
Never needing to say good-bye

Maybe its not where or to know
Why we is, but being
Only power of the everlasting flow

The moon in her phases
Causing the rising tide
Planetary, primal, Human-ness

Became grace and tenderness