-------Rhythm of Change-------
If the thought
of change
may frighten you
Listen in
to the trees
of Autumn.
Their leafy greens
turn to yellows,
and reds, and gold.
Without a plan
for this.
Without desire.
We are,
dear heart,
all music.
Forgive control
and
expectation,
And allow
the rhythm
to move you.
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