Riverwood - The Turning Signs

⸻ ⸻ [Verse 1 – The Sprout] You who reach with fragile hand First to rise, though soft you stand Fear the light, but rise you must— For brave is born from gentle trust [Verse 2 – The Stream] You who flow where others stall Softest voice that holds us all You bend but never break the stone— You teach the roots they’re not alone [Verse 3 – The Bloom] You open wide without regret A sunlit cry none can forget You burn to love, you shine to show— You teach the roots they’re not alone ⸻ Turn the wheel, the sky, the seed Every name a buried need Soil to fire, frost to flame Each returns and none remain———none remain ⸻ [Verse 4 – The Thorn] You rise with bark and blade and bone A bramble fierce that stands alone You bleed for love, not out of spite— And guard the soft with sacred fight [Verse 5 – The Fruit] You give until your branches lean With joy too full to stay unseen But you must feed yourself to grow— Or rot from love that can’t say no [Verse 6 – The Suncrest] You blaze the path, you break the day You shine the doubt in dark away But power kept must still be shared— A flame that feeds is one that dares [Verse 7 – The Grain] You bow beneath the harvest’s grace You sow with care, you reap with pace You teach the fire how to wait— And build from craft instead of fate ⸻ Turn the wheel, the sky, the seed Every name a buried need Soil to fire, frost to flame Each returns and none remain———none remain ⸻ [Verse 8 – The Ember] You burn beneath the ashes deep You love in ways too wide to keep Your loyalty becomes a shrine— Where memory and flame entwine [Verse 9 – The Hollow] You speak where others will not look A cave of thought, a whispered book You teach that space is not a loss— But soil for silence to emboss [Verse 10 – The Rot] You turn decay to gold unseen The mushroom’s truth, the alchemist’s green You teach the proud that all must fall— And feed the earth that feeds us all ⸻ Turn the wheel, the sky, the seed Every name a buried need Soil to fire, frost to flame Each returns and none remain———none remain ⸻ [Verse 11 – The Frost] You pause the pulse, you sharpen breath A sculptor in the hands of death You teach that stillness isn’t fear— But time distilled in crystal clear [Verse 12 – The Echo] You hum with stone and dream with trees A soul that walks in centuries You teach the sky to hold its past— And echo slow, but echo last [Verse 13 – The Seed] You sleep where others scream to start A drum beneath the frozen heart You dream the world, but rise unseen— And teach the bloom what root must mean ⸻ Turn the wheel, the wind, the rain What is buried grows again Soil to fire, frost to flame Each returns and none remain———none remain———none remain