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.
Copyright © Guru Krupa KS | Year Posted 2024
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