Change

The leaves are falling 

The birds are singing

Everything is the same, but it's different.

The wind is blowing autumn's silent song

I feel the return of feelings I have held onto for so long.

Falling 

Crashing

Swaying

Life feels the same, but it's different.

Change is evident

in the shifting hues

Orange

Red

Yellow

Fading into snow.

Seasons come,

Seasons go.

Everything stays the same, but it's different.

The streets clear into the night,

Everyone sleeps.

The morning's glow is a potent light.

Bright, as the day covers the ground,

Everything around

it stays the same

it looks the same

but it is different.

You have forever changed me.

You have forever awakened me in a way nothing else has.

I want to feel the same

but it is different.

I want to look the same

but I am different.

I want to speak the same

but the words are different.

What once was,

will never be.

The transition crashes into me,

bringing waves of uncertainty.

Questions awaken in me.

Frustrations soar out of my limp body.

Is this the same, but different?

Awaken my words to speak clarity, 

bring me peace of mind.

Wind back the hands of time,

bring it back. 

I want the same,

but it is different.

I bleed the same, 

but it is different.

Grief.

Pause.

Breathe.

What is this?

What feeling is within me?

What are these tiny puddles of humanity?

Tears flowing,

anger raging,

frustrations rising.

Is this the same?

It is emotion, the same.

It is untamed, different.

Cathartic, but painfully so,

yet healing.

The same, but different.

You've changed me.

But this won't end here.

God, shape me,

heal within,

the same God,

the same love,

the same hope,

but a different me,

Set free.

The same,

but different.

I am the same, but different.