Turning

"Turning"
I turn,
Turn with the seasons,
Turn towards you,
Like a sunflower following the sun.

You rise and fall,
The patterns of you breath,
And tides...
And I find myself seeking your gaze,
Luminous, each dawn.

I turn,
Like a Voyager,
Using a sunstone to pierce your clouds.
Navigating through the storms and fog,
On faith and magic.
Seeking your hidden lands
And buried treasures.

I turn,
With the falling of the leaf,
And the tumbling of the acorn,
Into the earth's embrace,
Having faith that my fall,
Will be caught and held.

Transforming beneath the winter snows...