Changes in the Wind
You can’t see it you just feel it
Changes in the Wind
Something shifts without a sound,
The room feels thinner than before.
Familiar things look slightly wrong,
Like they have moved a little more.
Conversations trail off early,
Eyes no longer meet the same.
Even silence has a texture now,
Heavy with an unnamed change.
The wind carries older questions,
Things I thought I’d left behind.
Memories surface without warning,
Arriving sharp and unkind.
Not all change arrives as healing,
Some just teaches how to stand.
How to breathe through disappointment,
And loosen what you planned.
I learn to read the signs more slowly,
The way leaves turn before they fall.
Change does not explain itself,
It simply calls.
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