The Winds of Change
Oh feel the winds of the season's change
Loudly roaring it's way into our face
As it pushes back time and place
Forcing forward the new horizons.
As we dare run to the comfort of the Old,
The New whirls by taking hold
Making us look into new challenges
Even though we haven't conquered the past.
Mistakes rush by we can no longer repair;
A love loosens it's latest flair.
Will another flame take hold?
Passions yearning, sentimental burning,
Gripping, grasping to keep time and fashion still.
The Winds of Change, loudly roaring,
Sets fear into hearts of losing all
But the memories of previous charts.
Pounding, beating against our faces,
It forces it's quarry onto new places.
Looking backward there is no view.
Only forward, but how, with who?
Resist! Struggle! Be sedentary!
But we are only overcome
as it carries us into a new
Season of life abound.