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Which Turn Is It?
I feel pulled, pulled in every direction,
A little here, a little there but no North Star,
Transcendent lost in the Summer sunshine, sweaty days, and new beginnings,
I feel pulled, pulled in every direction,
How does one schedule the chaos into free time?
The wind blows, tumble weeds roll, and the days change; yet every day is the same,
I feel pulled, pulled in every direction,
Turn, Turn, Turn there is a season; which Turn is it?
Can I take captive the time, time to Turn chaos into peace and purpose?
But I feel pulled, pulled in every direction.
Copyright 2019 J. A. Goggans
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A special thanks to the Byrds for this song I’ve loved for many summers each with their own varying Turns.
