Nothing stays the same
The only thing constant in life is change
Does it matter
what has happened before
or is it just about
when you open that door?
The present time,
where you are now,
filled with all that was anyhow.
Sculpting all you are today.
The person you’ve become on full display.
Be it papier-mâché or encased in gold
the material doesn’t reflect the story told.
Neither even does the pose
it merely is that moment froze.
In a space in time
all things can change
and everything about you can re-arrange,
becoming each part
of the world that you view,
life then begins to reflect you.
Thank you for reading 💖