Key To My Evolution

I started off as a misunderstood child, unable to read and write, unable to follow instructions and unable to stop grinning even while being scolded. My parents gave up on me but I know they wouldn't have, if they had heard about dyslexia.
What I never lost, during all my struggling years, was the attitude...so positive, that all the negatives aimed at me, changed me in a positive way. I learnt that it was not I who brought these reactions in them. It was their prejudice and their shortcomings that did not allow them to reach out and embrace. I learnt to forgive but luckily did not learn to forget.
I embraced change. I imbibed the new. I grew from within. And strangely those lessons that I was unable to put on paper during exams, those concepts that were taught in class and in life, stayed with me. I understood them differently...in an applied way...taught by me to myself!
So change is the essence of my life...an open mind, open to new thought. And I will not, I repeat, will not remain what I am today, tomorrow. I promise... Yes, I promise this to myself.

 

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As I read my old poems yesterday,

'Is it possible for a person to change?

A metamorphosis of self in change?

Transformed matured grown altered?'

These questions as I read emerged,

As I scanned oldnew poems yesterday.

The process I admire and respect, for

In the Universe change is the essence,

A process, a mystery so remarkable,

A process, omnipresent, incredible,

But as it unfold inside me I see,

Its strength and beauty, I perceive.

I see a mind expanding, opening,

To a word, a theme, a question,

Tentacles in my mind feeling,

Reaching, touching, in unison,

With my heart learning, exploring,

Every minuscule vibe of emotion.

New tissue, new pathways formed,

I think new dendrites and synapses,

New veins, arteries, capillaries paved,

An ‘I’ all new renewed that makes,

To feel and think in modes altered,

Or in hidden, now surfacing ways.

As I search for the reason for change,

That I see unfolding deep within me,

Is it I? This crazy newfound being?

With pen as weapon powerful to wield?

No! No! This change in me for all to see,

I know the real reason for this change!

What holds the key to this change I see,

In the poems my heart and soul writes?

Helping me willingly as I changembrace,

In my attitude, in emotion, in my expression?

The key for change it holds in its possession,

Is strangely 'appreciation'! Simple words!!

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