Change is in the Heart

He thought he knew himself, inside and out.
He thought he knew what was wrong.
He thought he knew the way to fix it.

He looked in the mirror, found a different person each day.
He looked for the reason why.
He looked for the way to fix it.

He wanted to be the ocean.
He wanted to be the sky.
He wanted to be anything – anything that would not change.

He tried to be the same each day.
He tried to be the ocean.
He tried to be unchangeable – it seemed the only way.

He fought to rid himself of change.
He fought for constancy.
He fought to make the time stand still and finally be free.

But

He never did become the sea.
He never ceased to change.
He never saw that change was just another part of him.

One day he’ll find it in his heart.
One day he’ll know it for what it is.
One day he’ll see that change is life – without it he would die.


© Samuel Birrer and Serendipity, 2014.

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