Direction

In the things we give away
As our shadows cover day
In the changing of our lives
Dancing shadows of the night

Tossing pennies in the well
Many stories left to tell
All our memories walk alone
Will their footprints lead us home

Leaves are twisting on the branch
We feel the rains of circumstance
The wind’s direction can deceive
Change the tides upon our sea

Learning to adjust our sail
We stay afloat through any gale
Threatening to douse the flame
But hope survives the strongest rain