Growing

Growing aches sometimes;

saying adieu to friends,

to things you’ve known and done

to things you wanted to do.

 

Growing heals sometimes

the smashed dreamings and hopes

of a life you once knew

leading you to a new cognition of yourself.

 

Growing is merriment sometimes

meeting new friends

learning new things

making alterations that feel good and moving on.

 

Growing is necessary always.

Without alteration there is stagnation

death instead of life.

To take to dwell is to take to grow.

 

 

 

 

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