The World Wobbles on its Axis Through Praxis
As I reflect upon the world I live in,
I give it new names from internal thinking
I have to move over a little so you can stand in my spot
And give you a glimpse of the view that I’ve got
Just as I lift my feet and start to move
The world shifts slightly and wobbles through a different groove
Now with both of our views distorted
Neither of us quite know where we were before this
Small aftershocks as we compare our positions
Our minds slowly settle in a different condition
New understanding brings clarity
Old patterns and behaviours are taken from me
We are still both uniquely ourselves with new names
For our world, we now understand, we are changed
This is OUR Transformation
By MF
(paraphrased and poetically transferred from writings of Hazel Stapleton)
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