It’s time again to reinvent
To shed the skin of old,
Shake off any lingering fears
Start visualizing bold

Who’ll emerge when all is done
Is simply hard to tell,
Regardless, I shall not resist
For stagnant equals hell

I trust my soul when call it does
For me to do its bidding,
Cast off external nonsense played
By gratefully forgiving

For each time that the whispers build
Into a cry to alter,
I’ve found the wisdom of the change
A gift that never falters

So come again, this time and next,
And challenge all I am,
To shift perceptions of the whole
And find the grace to bend

~ Leana Delle
Sunday, July 28, 2019
2019 Sunday Poetry Challenge – Number twenty-nine of fifty-two
Photo Credit: Nadi Whatisdelirium