Say the world different
and see the change.
Not set in stone,
the world moves like the shadings of our energy fields,
licking the edges of the auras
in shifting impulses.
I don't need to tell you
that life is change
and holding on will end in tears.
During the '60s revolution
we were urged to go with the flow.
A commonplace now, so familiar,
we forget that there we have the ultimate edict.
All that matters is knowing the change
and allowing it.
Am I really saying that the meaning of life—
well, at least the optimal approach
to a meaning of life--
is in this jokey, overworked phrase?
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