perpetuity thought of the day in verse

             
 
                    It does not stop or drop

                     But goes on forever

                     Matter transforms itself

                      Death it triumphs never .



                      And yet we do not see

                       The lastingness of things -

                        Through the many changes

                        From chrysalis to wings .




                        Art is the permanence

                         Behind the fake facade,

                          That which is recurring

                           Soft sunlight in a yard .