>Transformation has been slow but yet forthcoming
It has inhabited my Spirit and beats like a drummer drumming
Transformation has set my mind on its axis
My blood has been flowing like a man with epistaxis
Transformation has not come with a great deal of ease
Habit has been a symptom of my ever changing disease
Tempted to hold on to the ways of the past
Life had permitted me tempered like that of stained glass
Most times I’m holding on by the skin of my teeth
Transformation has yet rendered my will to be weak
Giving in to the challenges of forced but necessary change
Ripped from my mind are the thoughts of being derange
Transformation has been at my heels with such great stride
It’s change in me is something unseen from the outside
Transformation discreetly warrants my best on instinct
Coaxing me to listen for that voice that’s distinct
Slow is he as he never picks up his pace
Transformation knows this is not some sort of race
Slow and deliberate is he so that change is deeply rooted
He knows that if he is fast the change is unlikely suited
Transformation comes quietly after the remnants of the storm
Paying tribute to the acts of which were recently performed
Transformation rides with his sidekick Mr. Time
As transformation moves forward Wisdom brings up the line
Transformation brought Wisdom along for the ride
Wisdom is the temptress from which you can not hide
She is the insightful knowledge from the “Great Big Pearl”
For without her you can not conquer the world
Thank God for the gift of tenacious transformation
Who offered to me a Spirit of such determination
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