It drips to the quiet
A somnolent strain
Intangible trembling
Of imminent change
Nothing lasts forever
Nothing stays the same
We live in a moment
Of imminent change
Hill-top or valley
Or wide open range
Are ever the pathway
To imminent change
What must be will be
We cannot re-arrange
The way of a moment
And imminent change
Live freely, love fully
And think it not strange
That life is a journey
Of imminent change
© Janet Martin
On some nights I feel it keenly and then I'm so thankful that
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