Change

Written by Erin Touponse

The ground shifts
Change nears
Fear grips the pain
Holding on so very tight
Mountains are opening now
Secrets spill onto the ground
Darkness covers and wallows
Oozing night…
What was solid has liquified
Forever altering
Upon which I stand
Until golden waves of hot change
Wash my slate clean

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