In a Tide of Transformation...
My reality...

My life's a revolving door which moves both ways
allowing people to freely go or stay.
Inside in the foyer is a welcome sign,
"Now that you are here, please keep this is mind."

"I am who I am - I may never change,
or I may sway with the wind and rearrange
all that you thought I was and go a new way.
Take me or leave me - I can't make you stay."

"My reality moves in the flowing tide.
It sweeps backwards and forwards, side to side.
If you're caught in my wake and constant churning,
No apology - it's not you I'm spurning."
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Author's Note: As I go along in life, I find that that my reality ebbs and flows, changes over time. What was once is no more. This is a poem I wrote in 2010 in that regard.