Acceptance of Change
Quietly the whispers of the trees
Start to envelope my ears,
Softly does the wind brush against my face
Making me think of things from past years,
But as I listen to it’s light and beautiful sound.
I wonder if my heart is still hurt
If the past has lessened my worth,
Even so I still follow the song of the trees
Falling apart ,dropping to my knees,
I realize how consumed I am by the truth
Consumed by the essence of my youth,
Hopeful of what I wish to come true.
The Song echos throughout my heart
Making it beat faster,
Changing the sweet symphony in my mind,
Making the rhythm follow a different beat,
Changing it slowly overtime.
Th trees taught me a valuable lesson,
That in order to live your life
You must not sink into depression,
Their song taught me this truth despite my hearts desire
Lifting me up away from the fire,
And now as I think back to before
I’m very grateful for the song that pushed me to open the door.
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