each semester I change
I find a different place I feel at home
a new song will play at my heart
new people that I become comfortable with
bigger dreams tug on my brain wanting out

but I never realize the impact of it
not until it’s too late and I see all the differences
and there’s no turning back
and I’m forced to be this new person

(or the person I really was all along)

deep in the meadow
as all rebirths within in the sun
in the midst of early spring

darkness is descending
and beneath the fallen raindrops
i am the only nonliving thing