Transformation

Change happens naturally.
for a rock, solid and hard,
it is a scary disaster.
for soil and sand,
it is a sweet slumber.
for mud it a creative play.
for water it is a song and dance.
for the wind a hide and seek,
with ghosts and angels.
for sun rays it is
passionate love making.
for empty space it is
whispers in silence.
It depends
on what we identify with.
Ganoba