There is always grief and sadness
When the Goddess shuts the door
There’s a longing for the goodness
Of the way it was before
But the path winds ever onward
I must follow where it wends
And if I am facing backwards
I’ll miss what the Goddess sends
So although my tears are flowing
I will smile when moving on
Leave the past with nothing owing
Cherish what has come & gone.
There’s a joy within my freedom
And the path looks bright and clear
Though I don’t know where it’s leading
I can walk it without fear.