Change of Destiny
Finding you, frozen in the spring,
low and diving into the audience long after
the curtain call. You were fire, now you
are an egg, cold, dead as a sandy hill.
You are a weight drowning a beautiful bird
that wanted to show you his home in the glorious mountains.
You were hope, now you are dread,
circling a shadowy vicious form.
Sometimes you return, and the day seems to open into joy,
until the next, when you drop all symbols of attachment
and dismiss every longing gone before.
You were once a dream, a way off this floor.
With you gone, I have no idea where to turn –
defused of purpose.
You once owned me – the mail carrier
and all those expectations.
But you were just another pause on my journey.
Clothed in gold apparel, with promises to curb this famine…
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