Unafraid of Change
I try, with valiant effort to ride these waves
Of a most troubled, turbulent life.
To myself I apologize,
As it is myself who I hurt most in this grand play.
Every day bringing new adventures, growth, change.
The beauty of existence is thriving,
Of being. Succeeding. In my own skin “arrive”.
Like a river, the current strong yet I am not afraid.
Holding my head up… I face tomorrow. My heart brave.
It may not bring my exact dreams, but such is this beautiful life.
Dreams ride on moon beams, magical and bright.
So dreams, pure and charming, I dynamically chase. Unafraid of change.
© bipolarmuse 2012