Walking down
This path again
One I've often
walked before
Not much seems to
have changed
And yet,
Everything has
The cement has
loosened up on the sidewalk
Buildings torn down
in an entire block
Store closures
hitting headlines
The emergence of
different skylines
Even the road has
new lines
Weather-marked
creases
Of tire-tracks
Some cracks
My pace increases
I notice fresh, new
Face paint on the
cross-walks
Newly paved in some
patches
Yet not everything
seems to have changed
I hear the same
conversations in snatches
The chaperoning of a
toddler on a scooter
The sledgehammers
incessant clatter
The maids checking
the meter
Ticketing an
unsuspecting offender
The cement mixer
churns
Like the hands of
that master clock
That knows
How time turns
Inexorable
Intolerant
Incomprehensible
Infinite
And spread before me
New neighbors
New scaffolding
Incessant new
building
Amid new flowers
blooming
New leaves unfurling
The Reminder of
The humming-bird
amid lavender
I smile big as I
wander
Yes, time turns
Revealing new
patterns
Revealing a new ‘ME’
Enchanted with Life
you see
And yet, not much
seems to have changed
Deep within
LET it be
Let IT be
Let it BE
- August 12, 2016