He Is Changing Poem by Saiom Shriver

He Is Changing



You cannot see how he is changing
He is a growing baby loon
with an unmoving shell
and within him does unseen
the force of Godlove swell.

He is water melting within
the towering iceberg spires
He is coldform becoming formless
through the touch of GodSunFire.

He is the April Aries apricot
tree ready to unfold
the sweetening fruit
as it turns to orangegold

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