Storm clouds shot through
With new moon light--
I walk in solitude tonight.
Wild, heavy sky,
I feel the wrench of losing
For the sake of getting clear,
The discipline of choosing.

Change--the season of my discontent,
New growth begun in
Turbulence and tears,
Change--the leaving is the money spent.
The children learn
That love wins over fear.

Let the walls crumble,
Let the floodwaters roll,
No time to be humble when we
Need to be whole.
We found the source,
Cascading through the dark,
We found each other,
Stumbled on the mark.

Another storm waits still in the air,
Another morning
And the day will be fair.
Wind shifting,
Current running strong,
Hearts lifting,
Yearning for the song.

Change …