and so it goes, another day.
the sun arose...about the same
as had it, countless days before.
a thousand yesterdays gone by,
tomorrows, by the score remain.
Today and i lapse swift between.
while Time, a giant wheel turns,
performing greater miracles
than mages turning lead to gold.
transforming. metamorphosis.
evolution. more than this.
forever changing every form;
itself, the changer, yet unchanged.
moon batchelder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/time-the-changer/
