Change Not Change

There in the land of chocolates, A little candy slips into a cup of cocoa, Once unwelcomed, now the most loved, Is this real ganache or just plated gold? There in the land of books, A little ink drop spills over the words, The words may vanish, but will the ink do? Where do the books without words go to? There in the land of melodies, A little drumbeat fades into the ringing canopies, Birds sing too, do they loathe the hissing snakes? How can they hate the beats heart makes? There in the land of morning-glories, A little moonflower withers away, May it bloom at night or blossom in the day, Does it really matter if it’s beautiful anyway? There in the land of fairies, A little angel draws a silver sword, Angel-turned-devil, that’s worth a fairy tale, Who has the final word on whom we hail? The wounds vanish, but will the scars be gone? If there was just one thing I could change about the world, Cleanse your lens, change don’t change; For everyone is beautiful until they aren't they, For everything is sublime and changes with time.