Poem: Time for Something New

The wind is shifting, soft yet strong,
whispering, Come, you’ve stayed too long.
The path behind is worn and true,
but now it’s time for something new.

The moonlight hums a different tune,
pulls the tide, ignites the bloom.
A door swings wide with golden hue—
an open call to something new.

Fear may linger, whisper, stall,
but fate is patient, knows it all.
Take the step, release, renew—
it’s time, my love, for something new.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie Fluharty