Poem: The Turning Way

The river bends, the forest sighs,
The stars shift places in the skies.
What once was firm beneath our feet
Now dances, drifting, soft and sweet.

The child we were still lives inside,
Though older bones and thoughts now guide.
We shed like snakes, old skins of fear,
And find new truths year after year.

A friend departs, a love appears,
We laugh through rain, we cry through cheers.
No map can chart the paths we tread—
Each moment lived, a thread we’ve shed.

Like autumn trees in golden blaze,
We bloom, we burn, then slip through haze.
And in the ash of what once was,
New roots take hold, because—just because.

Change is the breath the cosmos takes,
The pulse of time that never breaks.
So dance with it, don’t fight the tide—
Life’s changes come to be your guide.

Thank-you for reading.

Much Love and Light,

Brenda Marie