Monday, July 27, 2009

Like a garden fed by four seasons, a cycle of change.
Everybody has to change, or they expire.
Everybody has to leave.
Everybody has to leave their home and come back
so they can love it again for all new reasons.
I want to keep my soul fertile for the changes,
so things keep getting born in me,
so things keep dying when it is time for things to die.
I want to keep walking away from the person I was a moment ago,
because a mind was made to figure things out,
not to read the same page,
to be the same thing
recurrently.

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