Shelter from my storm

I am not this hair, I am not this skin, I am the soul that lives within.

Shelter from my storm

By Dolby Dubrow 08

Ending of a glorious day

Changing status going array
moving from the known to the unknown
being cast adrift another form of blown
waiting in an in-between state
being in the middle bearing all the weight

Going through transition

Preparing no matter the condition

Eliminating excess finding your ground

time for my umbrella to shelter me from the storm
shedding old attitudes time to transform
getting down to bare bones taking it all in
concentrating on essentials above only to begin

The change is setting the overtones

Bringing the chills to the bones
getting back to basics awaken to the senses

Experiencing inexorable forces

Mending all the fences

Being in the path of sweeping change
being caught in the inescapable

Gathering all my range
going through what cannot be avoided
being part of a powerful movement

Riding my fate
accepting the inevitable

Only to find out you never left the gate

Life is but a dream

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I am poetically clear about my beliefs which are subject to change as I change and gain more insight. Simply put, I know nothing and everything.