Only the Same Once

Change has many heads,

but a single mind;

many ends,

but one goal.

It asks one question…what’s new?

The model of patience,

it always gets its way,

which is all ways

and no way at all.

It gives advice freely,

but never says the same thing twice.

It loves new cities

with their strange streets and strange foods.

It spends each night in a different bed,

buys old books on impulse

and scarves it wears once and gives away.

It nurtures chaos

and the order hidden there.

It was before and will be after,

acting in time, but living elsewhere.

Mutably immutable,

it whispers in God’s ear

as servant and master.