Changless, Yet Changing

It rises later every day,

Sleeping into the night,
Until it finds itself, at last,
Upon its scheduled flight.
It’s ever faithful in its task,
Though changing every day,
And though it disappears from sight,
It never goes astray.
 
Perhaps I need that faithful walk
As I move through this life,
That I might not be distracted
By each day’s stress and strife,
But carry on, along the path
That I am meant to tread
Recognizing that change is life,
Not something I should dread.  
 
Psalm 89:37
it will be established forever like the moon, the faithful witness in the sky.