Winds of Change

The Winds of Change are blowing
In every direction they flow.
With weary whispers tracing –
To places you never thought you’d go.

Though the same sun keeps on shining
Though a new moon shows its face –
Though your feet stay firmly planted –
In the exact same – changing place.

The days of old todays are going.
Because tomorrows are on their way.
They cannot stop and change their path –
Though you would bid them stay.

Don’t appoint your wasted tears –
For things that never last.
For the Winds of Change still blowing –
Are blowing –
Keep blowing –
The winds Of Change now blowing –
Blowing away the past.

– Tabitha Castillo