Well Lived

Life is change, and I’m well lived
Each day rearranged; taking just to give
My thoughts, my deeds; no wants , no needs
Filtered by experiences in constant greed.

I’ve lived my life, I’ve loved each day
So often I get lost, just to find my way
New desire, new stride; step along, step aside
Only change can come to a mind open wide.

So, selfish am I? For, I take what is given?
In the truth I shall find, a life of the driven.
More fact, more friction, more time, more wisdom
Less likely each day that I will bond with tradition.

Life is change; and I’m well lived.