11-27-22

As the universe reveals her stuff-

We are the presence, we are the moment.

We are the replacements who will soon be replaced.

We are the change our ancestors fought,

We too oppose changes the future has wrought.

We are the stories that dissolve as they’re told,

The perpetual change impossible to hold.

Remember my control is an illusion,

Life is not a problem it needs no solution.

And a wonderful time it has been-

Now the sand turns to glass.

My chance will soon end, for this too shall pass.