Leaves Are Turning - Poem

Leaves are Turning

Leaves Are Turning

The leaves are turning and I am turning,
turning over in my sleep,
turning over a new leaf,
turning into a new person,
who I was, who I am, who I will be.

My path is unclear but, knowing me,
it will be the road not taken.
Exploring the learning, healing
the wounds of who I was.
Living in the moment, identifying
the gaps of who I am.
Seeking joy, passion, adventure and love,
fulfilling my dreams of who I will be.

The winter comes with the stillness of snow,
as the soil sleeps.
Torn between sinking deep and springing into action.
Remembering that grief has its own time,
sometimes fast, sometimes slow.
Unfathomable and unpredictable.