All of me

When the universe pushes you to become someone new. Without no choice.

Under the Southern sky,
I will take a deep breath.
Not knowing where it might take me,
who I would be.

It’s changing.
All of me.
All of you.
The universe is rearranging.

I see the black night,
the light of day inside me.
Black and white.
No in between.

It’s changing.
All of me.
All of you.
And it is frightening.

A strong wind with a shift,
Wood on strong water,
I drift.
Away.

It’s changing.
All of me.
All of you.
What will be will be.