When the wind blows change

the heart grows stiff with fear

the mind cautions

the new path might yet be dangerous

the terrain daunting, unforgiving

in life’s lonely journey so far

who stood by, who gave up

knowing that the trembling heart

grows steady and sings boldly

‘bring it on

new experiences

new landscape

a few new faces

perhaps a new friend good’

in the transience of living

nothing yet is carved in stone

times tide has yet

not allowed a life to settle well

so, friend kiss your dear heart

explore a new territory

stay enamored

embrace the nomad in you

be thou the cheerleader of change.

Ps:what new tides, what new learning?