Just when a thing I begin to know,
Along comes another thought,
And at that moment all is new,
And I find myself upon a shore I have yet to walk.

For as long as there are beaches with sand.
For as long as there is salt in the sea.
I will continue to question.
I will continue to believe.

What will come for certain?
Many would say nothing for sure...
Yet, I know different...
For in one thing is all things.

Change.


Penned by my hand on Tisday, the 4th of Haernos, in the year 471 MA.