By Victoria Pirenoglu
Like a caramel autumn leaf, I am falling;
trying to find my resting ground.
With the wind as my guide, taking me to places I am unsure of,
but the anticipation overwhelms and excites me.
Occasionally I have a stop, but not for long;
till the wind decides it’s time to pick me up and move on.
“It’s not the right place to invest your hopes in, not the home you wish for” she says
“When you finally arrive where you are supposed to lie,
you’ll look back and see the purpose of all of the stops before your final one”
“You will be happy with the journey you’ve lead, because you didn’t settle for less.”