I’ve been poor before, really poor.
No food, no money, no job, no ideas,
always been afraid it could happen again.
Careful as I am, it’s not going to show up soon.
How, then, will success be measured?
Perhaps it’s in how well I manage change.
Maybe it’s in just letting the change occur.
Whatever’s coming, there are a few things I know.
I would like to laugh too much.
I will allow crying when it’s necessary.
I wish to be happy, healthy and at peace.
So, it’s not really change that’s due, at all.
It’s simply transformation.
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