Change

Change

With careful aim,
the smooth, flat stone
skips; -
and, skimming across the surface,
falters,-
timeless suspension,
in the moment.

Saturn-like concentric rings,
ripple, like graceful tutus;
while soundlessly yet rhythmically,
the eddys roll and levitate;
unstoppable, while at the vortex –
we watch, and wait……….

This is how change is meant to be!
An invasive, subversive assault of
the deep and murky centre of the whole:
striking,
cracking,
breaking open,
laying bare:
releasing the clangourous minutae of
dangerous, closely held and
tightly clutched humours,
predudices and values,
which turn us into-
withered , loveless souls.