change

CHANGE

Imagine life without change
Sounds like music without range.
Life would have just one stage
And perhaps we’d never age.

No change simply means monotonous
With which boring is synonymous.
Change is to many; as constant is to one
No rain? No shine? No seasons in the sun?

Change makes room
For a bud to bloom
Without change, indeed
No tree would evolve from a seed.

For change is growth
And the cause of progress
Without change we’d stagnate
And slowly regress.

In every pretty picture
Drawn by nature
Change is a very
Prominent feature.

The blooms on the tree
The colours of the sky
The gush of the rivers
As they flow by.

In humans though
Change could be perverse
It could surge us ahead
Or stray us to reverse.

So just make sure you change
For the better – not the worse
It’s up to us to let change
Be a blessing,not a curse.

Shraddha