Changes

Changes are

fast yet gradual
like time gliding through grains of sand

Countless
like droplet of water amidst a body of ocean

like a new born baby
crushed in an old withered hand

like a tear drop
washed away by a smiling face

hard like the ground beneath ones feet ,
yet like ice cream it can be soft and sweet

Like a punch from the stormy sky all black and blue
yet like the clear blue sky millions of possiblities lies.