Time changes, is learning through ages
Never stops never halts, in life’s pages.
Sometimes; in blooms of happiness like meadows
At others, a tree of winter in shadows.
The secret is to go on slowly as this World
Everyday very same, suddenly different and twirled.
It’s the shift that creates life so very loved
Transition always needed to increase its worth.
Today in droughts of scarcity & insufficiency
Tomorrow its abundance in God’s clemency.