Renewal
What feels like worlds ending, thought left in the past.
Sticky like glue, memories built, for to last.
Energy created, can not be destroyed.
Techniques to replace, must be steadfastly employed.
Choreographing, a new set of rules.
Collecting together, well functioning tools.
Changing the destiny, past wants reclaimed.
But the power of present, jumps track from the pain.
Though the way may seem bumpy, it’s only unknown.
Stay the course, on the path, and the way will be shown.
April 6, 2015