Loathe are some to speak
Of what little trigger sparked
Their ¡Aha!-OMG moment
Nothing/everything changed,
Remaining exactly the same.

“I’ll tell you what happened to me
If you’ll promise to forget it soon;
Your own won’t resemble one iota
So you mustn’t follow mine.”

This character has been “in the work”
A very, very long time.
Ecclesia is her middle name, for
Nothing new is found under her sun.

It came in parts and parcels –
Fleeting and coming –
Until finally, like a lost feral kitten
It stayed.