Change, change, you are no one’s best friend.
You shake and you shift and make everyone bend.
Change, change, you make things so hard.
You stop the mundane like the praetorian guard.
Change, change, you make me feel weird.
Things once were comfortable, peaceful and clear.
Change, change, you make me want to quit
before your work is done. You’ve made a mess of it.
BUT
Change, change, you are good for me.
You stretch me, pull me, push me, grow me.
Change, change, you force innovation.
Creativity bubbles, ideas are born. They build on creation.
Change, change, you buck the status quo.
Push us right off our comfortable plateau.
Change, change, keep doing your thing.
Stretch, encourage, innovate. Bubble up from the spring.
For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. – Ecclesiastes 3:1
