et nos mutamus in illis

the calm rain marks the dying of the year
with dying light to complement and show
that somewhere beyond the sky's pale glow
are places where the light is very clear
but right now when we hold each other dear
and seek in dreams the future times to know
the music in our hearts has time to grow
and these are moments full of praise and cheer
we won't need drama nor any great noise
to show how change continues without pause
or give us reason to announce this stage
completed and what's coming needs a voice
to speak its words and announce its just laws
for now we smile and meekly turn the page