The Transition

Change as always is constant,
Making every moment perish,
Starting from the stars to the grass
Making every particle eventually vanish.

Does it really matter to anyone?
When this change comes upfront!
Or its unnoticeable as always to everyone
Or to rarely felt by anyone?

No one knows what I see..
Nobody left to care for thee,
It's kind of sad knowing what's true
'Cause then you who cares for your view..

The winter has ended and gone;
Quite swift did it pass away!!
So swift, I scarce have had time to look on,
And the incidents note on each passing day.

Seeing the world in bright & dark
But rapid days.....

The world changes , as I gaze...