A poem on the moment of choice when faced with change. Image: Susan Lu4esm, Pixabay Every season has its blessing,even the one that is cold and dark.When that moment comesto turn the wheel of changeresistand suffer from the stayingor hug closechoosing the unfamiliarand wait. If we stay insidetoo longprotectedeclipsingdraw of icy moonwe begin to feeltug …







