The very act of seeing changes what is seen,
Yet many live in fear, and think this thought obscene...
If nothing's fixed or certain,
then what's the point of all that's gained from so much work and pain?
then all the struggle and strife amounts to nothing but a wasted life.
Still...when heart sees heart,
And mind sees mind,
Clarity brings truth that changes all the time.
And just when we think our fate is sealed,
We may come to see there's no fixed real.
We learn to navigate, create with intuition,
As more skill and knowing come to fruition.
Then over time we make a real,
That along with pain brings zest and zeal.
And though there's bound to be some struggle and fight,
the darkness always seems to yield to light.
So we learn to hone this art,
With thoughtful feeling, persistence, and heart,
to make a life of joy with pain,
that sees the sun above the rain.
And soon the Love starts seeping through,
and crumbling down comes the old you,
to become something new.