Now that We Are Committed
Surely,
You have changed
My tuba into a flute,
My cello into a violin and
My drums into a carillon.
Consequently,
My thoughts changed
From spreading dandelions to fruit bearing bushes,
From a tumble weed to a sprouting papaver and
From firewood to growing vines.
Unquestionably,
My writings changed
Words of cotton into words of satin,
Sentences of wool into sentences of silk and
Meanings of flannel into meanings of velvet.
Certainly,
My life changed entirely as
My heart will no longer be a vault,
My soul will no longer have a curtain and
My spirit will no longer be stationary.
Therefore,
My precious,
I am ecstatic when realizing
That from now on
We will journey together.
© François DulaPay

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