ANOTHER DAY OF CHANGE

The clear blue skies 


Just a few  clouds floating by 


The sun sets 


The moon rises 


The clouds too pass away 


Sitting by the window


As life around me changes 


The I in me wonders 


Will I wake up to another day ?

NOTHING REMAINS THE SAME

When a note of music changes; can the song remain the same?

When the words of a poem changes – can the meaning remain the same ?

When a story itself changes; can the end be the same?

Oh ever-changing mind of mine

As all composite things change- can the soul ever remain the same ?