Change Incites

Leaves fall and change incites
The differences which we all relate
It rises slowly from which ignites
The spirit gently acquaints; awaits

All of us will bargain ‘till the day
We see it become what it foresaw
Life enchanted—merely a delay
In the cosmos we concede withdraw

One by one I see you take us
From joy and from laughter here
To which you have waiting to success
A haven, a hell is too old, austere

Bewitch me with curiosity and fame
You are the devil, the god I prayed
I know of you through ancestor’s game
In turn I seek you through my own blade