Metamorphosis in movements

 ‘metamorphosis in movements’ 2019-2024

‘change,…’ Trgates,12/7/2024
things change, they don’t. 
only things. 
interpretations of yesterday 
presumptions about tomorrow 
perceptions depends upon lenses 
seeing looks through icons,
doors and windows swing open,
if our eyes baptized by 
tears and grins 
dare to behold what gives
the Sun light. 
shadows 
meet silhouettes,
shaking hands today. 


Falling asleep,
I awake to find
nothing’s changed.
jerked, alert to
the Sun in my face,
deja vu is in Repose,
things do change,
not merely in order
to remain the same.
metánoia, metamorphosis.
     Trgates,6/5/2019

‘metanoia, again’ Trgates,11/6/2024
Fall’s leaves fill your eyes
dust in their corners know prayer,
Blossoms come again.

retrogression, progression
between each breath
between each pause
here’s the moment’s gift
here the heart beat’s heard
where “be still and know…”
is at ease…
metánoia, metamorphosis.
                  trgates,12/6/2024