Poems, short stories and everything life is about

transformation

transforming in ways I cannot see

despite my past I plea

that every experience that has  devoured me

that I will be taken places that I never imagined I would ever be

and run alongside a beach coast 

or stare at the green leaves while the sun beams into my eyes

May I transform in many many ways that I cannot see

And be what you imagined for me to be