Fog conceals what is distant
Barely revealing what is here,
New beginnings wait to happen
As old endings fade and pass.
Nothing remains the same for long
Things continue in throes of change,
Like the chameleon on a tree
Color of bark, then of leaves.
How beings navigate changing lives
Determine how they feel within,
Anxiety and fears can overwhelm
Peace and calm soothe their spirits.
Changes do not the person make
But how changes are absorbed within,
As fog conceals, so can personas
But freedom lies in shining forth.