THE CHANGING LIGHT

The light in the trees,
Ladybugs surging on vines along the fence.
These things that come and go,
remind,

Our world goes on,
and us in it.

Our actions, our thoughts,
everything we know that is,
here now,
will go on,
forever changing form,
but present nonetheless.

We can learn to choose
our thoughts and actions
that become all things.

Then rest,
in what we make.