Change? Or Just Returning? Poem by Eric Cockrell

change, evolving,
with every breath,
with every step...

journeying inward
in the search for
where we began...

or perhaps where we end!
is there any difference?
other than the memories

of breaths shared,
steps taken together....
meeting as if by chance

at the crossroads....
walking together for a time.
of such is history.....

and the seeds that germinate
in the frozen ground waiting....
are but the bodies of our dreams....

change?
or just returning?