Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, read more

Whose foot is on the treadle/That turns the burning stars/Has spun the world half way round/Since last I called/Come down, come down.
That stars that in September/Looked through the mournful rain/Now set their sight again/Upon a world half night, half light
Men of distant years have said/That much depends on change of seasons/On solstices and equinox/And they have given reasons.
I disagree./Too much turns on inadvertence/On what seems to be/An accident of hand and knee/A chance sunrise/A glance of eyes.

Just because everything is different doesn't mean anything has changed.

Just because everything is different doesn't mean anything has changed.

Change or die.

Change or die.

Ignorance is always afraid of change.

Ignorance is always afraid of change.

Change is the only constant

Change is the only constant

And Seaman, just like a falling oak, manages to change direction.

And Seaman, just like a falling oak, manages to change direction.

Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can change your life forever.

Sometimes it's the smallest decisions that can change your life forever.

Still ending, and beginning still.

Still ending, and beginning still.

Be the change you want to see in the world.

Be the change you want to see in the world.