Change
The world is new
-perfect, eternal, and unchanging
And yet, it is not
Things change;
Rain turns to river,
Desert to plain.
The ebb and flux
Never end
But in this moment
There is a stillness within my soul
That is forever
The world is new
-perfect, eternal, and unchanging
And yet, it is not
Things change;
Rain turns to river,
Desert to plain.
The ebb and flux
Never end
But in this moment
There is a stillness within my soul
That is forever