Whether it’s a change for the better
or a change for good, or both, and more…
this transformation I am undergoing
has required the best in me
and I surrender unto it.
I surrender unto love,
unto a love my heart knows well.
So well, my intellect scarcely understands
the heart’s acknowledgements.
My will followed this directional change
as if it knew the heart better than I
and I am willingly losing my grip for first love.
— Uncle Tree
“Which came first, Father?
This or That?”
My son, This was in The Beginning.
“Then where was That?”
“Where is That now?”
It grew and transformed into This.
“So then That became This and no longer exists?”
Hmmm…please, get me the looking glass.
There now, yes. Here you are.
Now see this. In a mirror, That is you.
Without the mirror, you are This.
“How can That be at all?”
I only know This – this moment.
“Why did That happen?”
I never really knew That that well.
“This is all there is?”
We cannot wish for This to become That.
I wish for you to take This with you when you go.
Then and only then,
That would be better than This.