Change

If Earth’s mantle changed
maybe ever so slightly:
We would barely know.

If, minutes before
two thousand and seventeen,
she re-aligns us

so collective colours
drape about aching shoulders
and make us subtly strange,

It may work out that
less becomes our spirit well:
and we can be still.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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