Change

Featured Image by Katsushika Hokusai

In the void of touch,
A profound rush,
A surge of upheaval,
A mind so lush.

Perhaps the puzzle,
From corporate to quaint,

Words of assurance,
Surges of haste.

Soothe the scars,
A monument it’s found,

Perhaps a wound,
Never too clutch,
A slight graze;
not a broken bond.

The growth of the self,
A rendezvous with fate,
With the divine, with love, with all that awaits.

Perhaps change, is all one needs;

A profound bond, to that which leads.