The Winds of Change

Blowing.

Photograph by Author.

Beyond the far horizons
Drums sound a different beat.
A new world awaits us.
The truth lies at our feet.

In the air, the political scare.
It has completely changed the game.
No one knows what is next.
As we nominate another name

Breaking moulds of uniformity
Testing the tried and true
Questioning conformity
I am embracing what is new.

We are reaching for new horizons.
Out of the comfort zone
New destinations enliven
Directions: we are blown.

Driven by the wind
Into unknown places
Willing to rescind
Implacable traces.

The winds of change are blowing.
If resisted teeter, then fall.
Acceptance and knowing
Are ways to heed the call

Indefatigable impressions
Cemented in the mind
Making new concessions
The type that never binds.