Lose Your Life

Life is confusing, and hard,
and painful,
especially when characterized by loss.
Why?
Loss evokes change;
it is gone, it will not return,
a vital piece of thriving, everyday life,
gone.

You cannot remain the same.

And then the world is flipped,
flopped, and it spins on a new axle;
An axle with the ghost
of the life that has passed.
And change unpacks its suitcase
and pretends its your friend.

You are not my friend.

Change is uncomfortable and bitter,
rotten and unfair.
My life should not have changed
under these circumstances.
God, where are You?

Love and loss,
are these the two true axles
that keep the world spinning?