Each hour we make almost invisible steps
the smallest bit of advance
baby steps, but measures on a premature foot
not even the foot, but the toe, the littlest toe
You have to watch to see the progress
you have to attend to know the advance
blink and you will miss it
so you sit and watch and worry
Progress, decline, stabilize, and repeat
day in and day out, constant
it is the constant of this world
the constancy of change, a paradox
Remain too long with no change and they worry
change too much and they fret
there is a rhythm to the worry and relief
like the rize and fall of the waves
crashing on the shore with regularity
the constancy of change
So today I will expect that things will
be different, new, unexpected
I will remember that it is like that
just for today for tomorrow
this too will change
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