Change whispers softly in the night,
A subtle shift, a silent flight.
It turns the page, it moves the tide,
In change’s arms, we must abide.

Seasons morph with nature’s grace,
A timeless waltz we all must face.
Leaves may fall, but roots hold tight,
In the dance of change, we find our light.

Moments fleeting, yet profound,
As life’s cycles spin around.
In every end, a new beginning,
In every loss, a silent winning.

So embrace the flow, the ebb, the sway,
For change will come, come what may.
With open hearts and open minds,
In change’s dance, true peace we find.