Regarding Changes

Composed 12/31/15
Description: Obligatory New Years post. Though, not necessarily a traditional one.

We see the end of each calendar year
As a magical flip of the page
One that wipes off our lives as easily
As the numbers wiped off of our dry erase boards

But our year, our months
The way we mark the days
It’s just a human tradition

The first of our year
A constructed year
Is not divine
It just marks the time
But any time
Is a time when change
Is possible
If you wish

Why wait?
If you desire to be different
Why stumble and slumber through the year
Before being happy or proud?
Five minutes ago
You were a different person
Five minutes from now
You could be different

You not the days
Determine your steps

The Last Day

Composed 5/21/15
Description: Written before church that Sunday. Just some musing about endings and beginnings. A theme so prevalent at this time in my life.

(Also, haven’t posted much lately; sorry about that. I will definitely try to get back in the swing of things!)

It’s the tipping point
Where all is at peace
But yearns to fall apart
When it is the last day
You spend smiling, loving
But your mind itches
This time will never come again
Let the sun hit you
And run and try to breathe
Because the last day is holy
And shorter than it seems
Your eyes may glisten with the pain
But joy is too seldom and sweet
So enjoy
Lest you live in constant vain