Change is a scent,
A tiny note in a room,
On a person, throughout the town,
Scent is unchanged in the hills.
Change is a sound,
A miniscule pitch in a voice,
Resonance of the road.
Sound is unaltered in the trees.
Change is emotion, perceiving,
And being perceived and starting
All over again, so raw
Change is not… oh to merge with the sea.