The Still Point in the Turning World

The wind may race, the rivers may roar
Yet there is a quiet beneath the floor
A place where your breath meets the earth’s own beat
And the clamor above falls soft at your feet
Here you are whole, here you are clear
The noise drifts away and leaves only here

Emotions rise like tides in the moon’s deep pull
But you are the anchor, the center, the full
You need not rush to meet their crest
The ocean will settle, the waves will rest
From this stillness the view grows wide
Revealing the truth on the other side

Let go of the scaffolds you’ve built too tight
The universe moves with its own pure light
Its plan is a river that bends with grace
Carving a path to the perfect place
Your task is to float, to trust, to be
To let the current deliver you free

Opportunities bloom where the branches sway
When you bend with the wind, you find the way
Creativity dances like light on the stream
Turning obstacles into bridges that gleam
And each choice you make with balance and cheer
Plants seeds of blessings that reappear

For the energy you offer returns in kind
A circle of joy that’s easy to find
So, stand in the still point, the quiet within
And let your next chapter softly begin
For when you move with the universe’s art
You will always arrive where you’re meant to start