I live

It seems like truth keeps turning
Like it's changing
Like I'm trying to find the top of the world
And suddenly I realize
I'm on the bottom
Or that
there is no bottom,
No top
Only this place I happen to be standing
Which is moving
At every moment
And everything is relative
And everything is easy
And nothing is simple
And everything is hard.
I am trying to find the stable ground
They speak of
The solid rock, the sound, strong place
Where nothing wavers
Where I face the world
With solid faith.

I am looking for the truth
Even if it's changing or
If time is rearranging things
So everything is different.
But everything is always different,
And everything is always the same
And nothing is ever different, or the same.

Eternity is forever new, and newness is forever old
The new souls continue to be born
And the old souls continue to be older
And so they are new, too.
I think that this is true.

And when we reach into our depths we find, we too
Are springs of everlasting life,
Of thoughts
Of time,
We cannot become old
Or,
We cannot become new. 
Or we can forever become new,
Again, and again, and again.
We are the same,
But ever changing
Ever reinventing and creating
It is the way of life, of living things
We want to see things moving
And progressing
And so progress remains
The ever constant state
of everything.

How I love to live,
How I love to move and breathe
And not have any breath ever, ever be the same
Every breath is fresh
And every breath will change a little
Who I am
It moves me
And I move through space
And after I breathe next,
Nothing will ever be the same, again
Because I changed something,
And I can never take it back,
And I have given something to the world,
And it has given to me,
And I have lived.