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The Turn

Nancy's Notes 🖊️♬

Written for Reena’s Xploration Challenge
where our inspiration is ‘changing seasons’.

I have taken inspiration from this paragraph and condensed it into a poem:

“The seasons shift like unspoken truths — summer’s blaze softens into autumn’s hush, winter’s silence yields to spring’s renewal. In each turn, the human heart mirrors the cycle: burning with desire, retreating into reflection, and blossoming again with fragile hope.“

Image by Me & Perplexity

Summer burns what spring began,
desire bright as afternoon ….
then autumn lays its amber hand
across a fevered tune.

Winter comes with hollow grace,
a silence deep as thought,
where our hearts, turned inward, trace
all that fire wrought.

But nothing stills for long; it sings
of growth, a fragile green ….
of hope, stubborn, ancient things,
risen and unseen.

So we turn, as seasons turn,
unspoken, true, and slow ….
always burning, always learning
how to let things go.

NAR©2026

This is “Turn! Turn! Turn!” by The Byrds

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #436

Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.

29 thoughts on “The Turn”

  1. I really enjoyed your poem and how you weaved the changing seasons like parts of our lives do, Nancy! The last two lines are excellent….

    “always burning, always learning
    how to let things go.    “

    Excellent song to go with it, too!

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  8. A beautiful interpretation of the theme ‘changing seasons.’ It thoughtfully captures the natural rhythms of life, reminding us that every season brings its own beauty, lessons, and opportunities for growth.

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  10. Every good turn deserves a return (a great song from the Byrds)…

    New Horizons (Dec 2021)

    The calm whispering sky
    Becomes the morning’s warm footbath
    While doggie paws wander on the winding path

    Dawn’s old cogs begin grinding
    Rusty axles are slowly turning
    Daytime wheels start rolling
    Time never stops revolving
    New seasons always keep evolving
    And summertime lights up new horizons

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