The Complex Art of Change

SheWasTheSun

The fleeting wind

And turning stars

Sunlight turned dim

Green leaves turned dark

Once upon a time

It gave me such a fright

Different, new, out of line

Suddenly its pure delight

Peculiar and Perplexing

Unknown and unexplored

Freeing, thrilling, refreshing

Rarely safe but never bored

Mourning the young girl

Who once stared back at me

Morning and night, oh how they twirl

Death of the past is meant to be

All things dangerous

All things strange

I feel an insatiable lust

For the complex art of change

  • Author: SheWasTheSun (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 9th, 2016 19:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Augustus

    The poem consistently reflects many aspects of change throughout. Nicely done.

    • SheWasTheSun

      Thank you for reading and commenting!



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