Exuberantly: Change

Isn’t life strange?
All of a sudden
My nose runs
And then it rains!

Pigeons come
And pigeons go,
Seagulls fly,
Swooping high, then low,

Good news
And bad news,
Travels far
Across the airwaves;

The sky
Clears again,
Just in time
For the sun to set;

I can’t get it
Together yet,
How all the bits
And pieces fit;

And yet, they do,
No matter what,
The words and the spaces,
The honours and the disgraces,

Fame and ignominy,
War and peace,
Sleep and waking,
Turmoil and ease,

Onward and upward
And down again,
Sinking through the floor
And bouncing skyward once more.