I Am Ever-Changing

I Am Ever-changing

I am tangled like an overgrown garden, where weeds thrive

Messy like the ground smothered in the wilting leaves of autumn

Complex like the horizon formulating a storm, cloaked in layers--concealing the blue yonder

I am Ever-changing like the rhythm of the seasons

Ever-changing as the ocean's tide

Ever-changing like the weather

I am an artist whose brush strokes imitate the vibrant colors of life

An artist

An artist