Time to be

Live:
From the moment of departure
Arriving on your feet,
upon a place
of liberation,
or was it rejection? That brought you
here, to the moment
of beginning
Once again,
Except, not really,
now you are in the middle
of who you are,
and will allays be changing
to become someone else
inside of you,
between the streets of any city,
perhaps they were trees,
again, like in your dreams,
but today you are here,
as you have become, from then until this
second,
now in passing.