Change seems to be,
The order of the world,
The only constant thing
It has been called.

No two days are ever alike,
No two people, not even twins,
Every experience teaches,
But always different things.

The seasons change,
People change,
Times change,
Places too change.

The very earth changes,
As a living thing,
Growing with the shifts,
That the times bring.

The very axis on which,
She rotates around the sun,
Shifts with her motion,
And will for aeons to come.

The message is simple,
Bend to change or...