I have changed.
I twirl (everlasting) around,
I swirl in (everlasting) night;
I whirl, one mass of alien ground.
I am the innocent might.
Whether it is within or without,
I have changed. My new surface is smooth
And sterile as sodium chlorite.
Lights of many colors-
my dear celestial 'night dawn'-
You will be new and different,
The night no longer woebegone.
Shine for me.
Burn through me.
Live on.
I shudder, but this is pure reality-
I will never be the same,
For I am rock that is twisted by these elements
Much like the wind pulls a candle flame.
But I will pull you into me still.
One day this will
Simply be something we overcame.
Oh. Oh, it seems my core is wrenched
In a new direction.
Oh, I become the me of now
And I change with every revolution.
And my illustrious moment of inertia,
You have found your rightful home
In a new state of heaven.
YOU ARE READING
Truth
PoetryA miscellany of things and other things that may or may not be of the sort.