in one week my life
will sprout a new leaf–
i hope to know
just where the wind will take me
as i add another ring
to my tree

will i blow to the east
and the sun that rises
so coldly each morning,
or stay west
where my roots are buried
as deep as my soul?

i wish i could see
the color of the bud
as it blossoms from my branches,
but only time will tell
just which way the wind will blow