Transformation of loss and bitterness
Losing one’s son
Can change
you without your knowing, yet
So does the
caterpillar change to a butterfly
Or a baby to
an adult
Silence is
not always golden, nor
Is it
necessary
To move on to
the next chapter of your life
To continue
to grow and heal and remember the way things used to be
Or to lose
sight of what your dreams once were,
But to
continue to move in the direction of changing, beginnings and endings
New face and
names, new possibilities and venues
Sometimes
change means staying the same and it only
Looks
different
But we know
the truth and we know the realities
For we need
to follow the butterfly and follow the path
Moving,
moving, moving
We must dance
to the bitter tune of Spring of May and of June
When things
we see are sought and things we don’t are not
Dance!
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