We live in constant transformation,
in tiny step variation.
We, and the everything around,
smell, air, life and its sound.

In this intrinsic naturality,
we seek a sense of stability,
often thought of consistancy,
rather than variability.

Habits in us, routine,
since always been,
That makes of us, us today,
but stability means the way.

The imagination of momentum,
in a moderate continuum,
is a nice security,
as we keep change a possibility.

Transformation is inevitable,
either under your label,
or from another impact,
and if we do not change how we act,

it is still different as existance itself changes,
in more or less ranges,
so we are a constant variation,
within our transformation