Seasons Change

Change… The metamorphosis as Father Time endlessly ticks from one moment to the next. It has always been like this. Imperceptible on the smallest of scales… The shift in the angle of the sun… the transformation from the warm summer days… They say that all things come to an end. But do they? Or is it simply a natural shift in how we comprehend it to be? For life cannot exist in stagnation… So we embrace the reshaping, make the adjustments as we transition from the moment we perceive now, to what it will be… And like the seasons, we make The Change…