Change is a good thing

Change is a good thing.
What makes it hard is not the change itself, but our tendency to want to hold on to the unchanged
We resist, often illogically, to move away from how things "used to be" even if the past seemed highly imperfect and dissatisfying at the time when it was the present. It feels comforting, I guess, to hang on with screeching tooth-nails to the familiar, when facing the unknown.

I think we would do well to remember that "change is a good thing", because it is inevitable anyway. And because it is less work flowing with the current than trying to unsuccessfully swim against it.

Just saying.

Forever

I wrote your name
In my palm,
Everyday, until
it dissolved and wrote itself
Permanently
In the lines of my fate
Until, your name
Became my name
Until, it became
my fate.

So now, can I stop?
Is the pursuit really over?
Will you stay, like your name,
in my life
Forever?