In the quiet of the night, a whisper calls,
Change is the wind that stirs and falls,
Through seasons of life, we ebb and flow,
Embracing change, we begin to grow.

The leaves turn golden, then fall to earth,
Each end a promise of rebirth,
Through trials and tears, we find our way,
In the heart of change, we learn to stay.

The caterpillar dreams within its shell,
A metamorphosis none can quell,
Through darkness and light, it finds its flight,
Change is the dawn of newfound sight.

So let us dance in the winds of time,
Embrace the unknown, the climb,
For in each step, we find our grace,
Growing in the journey, we find our place.