Life is but a dream,
our fantasies,
spill, like liquid tears
that pool and vaporize
into the air.
The coming and going
of each moment,
the rise and fall
of events.
Oh, how we hope
nothing will change
or end...
But change is all there is.
If we could celebrate change,
embrace the fluidity of life,
our time here would be
like a rolling river,
free from suffering
and strife.


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Environ 2 ans

Celebrate change means welcoming each day as a new experience. Indeed! I like!

Barb Clarke
Barb Clarke
Environ 2 ans

A unique way to look at change! Thanks Vic.

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