With spring comes new beginnings
And change that begs to sprout
From ground long undisturbed
By newness and by doubt.
From the ground up, we build our character
And shed them once we grow;
We shift and morph with changing skies
Unsure of where we’ll go.
But this change boasts a condition:
A price, as all things do.
To change requires we challenge the conventional,
To alter the world we view.
Stagnation leaves us in the ground
That is soundless and retold.
To crack the earth that cages progress,
Be wild, be present, be bold.
When skins are shed we face the world;
Change won’t thrive without noise.
So when the time comes to change
Shake the air with your voice.
-Anne Larsen
June 2021
