Metamorphosis

Isn't it astounding, this thing called
metamorphosis
resplendent, alike
that sunset over the horizon
chromatic, casting silhouettes aground
a beauty to behold,
as the day becomes the night!

Some see it, really see it,
pause to see it, taking it all in
and then the loss of it..
Some, bless the ignorant,
won't see it, refuse to see it,
coz for them, it's either day or night,
the in-between is trivial, an insigficance!

And then there are others
who would want to see through it
not the pretty picture,
but the cause of it..
the ones who would want
to recreate the astounding..
For them, change ain't the result
to work on, but a process
to comprehend, to relive..
to make the ephemeral beauty eternal..