transitional

the choice is made.
the decision is struck,
the end of
outer layer assumptions
met a terrible doom.
there is more than
just a tide that is turning
it is an actual larger feeling that is here,
like the moon itself has halted its axis
for just long enough
to alter our course across the ocean of time
like a broken compass
that found a new magnetic draw
and it beams the invisible energy
to the overwhelming oncoming collisions
coming this year

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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