Changes


Change is certain to come—
Nothing can stay the same
     And survive.

Even the stars have a home
On the other side, waiting
     For them to arrive.

Why must I crave continuity
So, knowing that everything
     Born will soon die?

Only our souls will cross
Over, only our maker can
     Make us complete.


©2016 Michael Fraley




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