At Every Step

At every step there is a turn,
Every road has a bend.
Every shrub has a different root,
Every leaf is a different green.
With every night a different moon
Shines against the inky sky,
Each morning brings a different sun
Spraying different reds and golds.
Each season has its own song,
Sometimes chilly, sometimes warm.
Everyday a different hue,
Paints the canvas of life.
Everyday I mould myself,
Discovering, learning, remoulding,
For better or for worse I still tread along,
Changing, at every turn and every bend.