change.

It drifted in subtly

its stride, rhythmic, casual

its fingers grazing my cheek

lovingly, adoringly

and I fell into its touch

not thinking

 

my guard down

It swallowed me

devoured the things

I held onto the tightest

leaving the little things

behind

 

I could see it, feel it

envelop me

in persistent hesitation

and, indecisive,

I fled

 

like an earthquake

it shook down my ruins

and everything unstable

fell away

leaving me with sound foundations

barren, empty, basic

 

and all I could do was smile,

throw my head back, scream

and wonder

if you had heard it too

 

the violently beautiful

miracle

that is change

overtaking me

setting me

forever

free

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hmm hmm hmm. We could say this piece is in reference to love, childbirth...possibly drugs, but probably not. Enlightenment, or one's first introduction into the "real world" and other things in which my ignorance has overlooked.
You do tell us that it is about change. And that is what I will take it as. I love a poem that can mean many things to different people. There is some powerful imagery here. And in short lines. Well done.
My only criticism would be a tense issue (in my opinion) in P3 L4. I believe it might read better if the word was indecisiveness.
I enjoyed this piece very much.