change

Change
Like the sounding pages which turn ,
the twitter of the birds on the magnolia,
just as the fast track on the moving slide,
you move for the change, or changes
bounce in heaps ; mound of leaves move
for the better, though fallen;
I hear the gurgling by the brook
Which brooks no delay ,
Sodden, holy , the saint meditates,
cormorants spy and spare not the salient,
the poet scribbles, what is life,
Love, lust and perfumed skin, petrified?
open pages change into closed episodes,
still changes crop up like ghost stories,
many Changes are drops from above.