Every day the earth changes a little,
mountains move down or up, onwards,
rivers bend slowly in new directions.
Oceans take over land while deserts
expand their territories.
The noise of the seasons,
new life replacing the old,
squeakingly this planet turns,
spinning faster than ever.
And all of this is happening
while you and I stand here
watching the Sun set,
knowing it is not the Sun that sets,
but the Earth changing
little by little. Into what?