Getting up, again.

The winds of change are blowing me over.
I try to stand firm like the mighty oak,
but bend like a young sappling.
It is no longer warm and gentle so that I barely notice.
It has progressed to be strong and unavoidable.

My life is taking a incredible turn.
The universe is lining up, slowly but surely.
So many aspects of my life are twisting and changing.
Home, family, career, relationships, appearance, finances, priorities.

It is now inevitable that I need to get things in order, I can no longer procrastinate.
The winds of change are blowing and if I am not ready and prepared it is going to knock me into the dirt.
I always say, "fall down five times, get up six"
But damn I am tired of falling down.