Changeability The rain blows in sideways Between the winter and the spring On one of those between days In the meaning of the seasons When changing is the thing Two seasons unseasonably For unchanging reasons Blow on go on rearranging The clouds to show how changing Is the thing that is unchanging Here between now and always It may be what it means to be Or what it means to me Is to be up for anything Here between now or never For the ever of whatever May be or maybe not I understand but wonder what A change of season brings Maybe the ability To change with changeability Ongoing in the sky With rainbows when the rain blows by May be what it means to go On going as the way we grow In the in between of things Steven Curtis Lance