as the leaves around us shift in their colors
timing an oath sworn to others
the path may seem narrow and wide
falling off a cliff or hanging from a vine
for who knows which way the road will go
only your grit and determination can make it so
Upheavals are a core tenent of the human experience. Empires will rise and fall. Lovers will scorn or fall deeper. Companies will win and go bankrupt. This is the ebb and flow of what makes us human.
Many fear change or become paralyzed by it. They seek answers in the hymnic thumping of their hearts as it races seeking to assign meaning to a sudden shift. They retrench themselves back into their deepest paths of derelict habits by choosing to make the same mistakes they made and to never shift their reaction. These are the worst of those who face change.
Some view change as indifferent. They ride the waves of time and float in the tides of its uncertainty. Always adrift and never choosing to swim closer to shore. Their direction can be a noble aimlessness or one of ignorance. The intellectuals that react this way root themselves in nihilism. Others are too much of a fool to know they are the master of their own destiny. These are the ones who rely on luck, inheritance, or ignorance.
The last view change as a challenge. A challenge that makes man what he is. A thinker, an innovator, a decider, a conscious being. They charge into change with an unmet tenacity. Change becomes a womb in which a new version of themselves is born. One rooted in arduous work, self-improvement, and rational analysis. There is no room for fear in the hearts of the men of action. All that resides is the burning desire to continue to morph into something more grand. His merits are not won on the days when victory is declared. They live on the scars he adorns across his body while fighting the perpetual force of change.