Change

Everything changes so rapidly:
we are wandering far afield from home,
we feel lost and alone, in no small pain,
we are afraid of what will happen next.
We go through the changes at first with heart:
eager to seek out new ways of living,
new places, new fashions, entertainments,
because what is new is at first quite sweet.
Then, suddenly, it pales, becomes cloying:
we start to long for the comforts of home,
wish for the presence of friends, family,
someone familiar so to rest our eyes.
In such a state we are vulnerable,
we are capable of receiving wounds;
because we do not know how best to cope
with the unknown nor the unexpected.
When you are a stranger in a strange land
or feral, alone, in the wasteland wild,
remember always that this, too, shall pass
for change carries away both good and ill.