The end of one begins the next
Life turns its page the scene is flexed
Invisible hands connect the text
And guide us when our hearts are vexed
The wind repeats what time has known
The seeds we dropped have newly grown
You thought you walked this path alone
But destiny was never thrown
Each letting-go renews the flame
Each fall rewrites the holy name
Through broken lines the meaning came —
Completion wears a different frame
So look behind and softly smile
Each sorrow paved a shining mile
The soul expands through each trial —
Becoming free becoming style