Are you the king (or queen) of your own life? If not, who or what has veto power? This poem is a meditation on being the change you want to see in the world…
Sea Change
What was he posed to be?
He was in stalled
Still, after awe
King
Of his own
Life
The ruler of know other
And the realm of one
His own
Edict
Just, how far
Should he tax himself
To be the change
He wants to sea
In the whirled
Up side down
Incite out
A wresting
Oar halting soul!
The out side in
Just
As owning won’s see
Change
