HERE COMES THE NEW YEAR (NOT ON ONE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT)
31/12/2020
Here comes the New Year
Not on one stroke of midnight
As in any other year
Because
Last year was not any other year
Nor the year to come
These are two years blurring into one
But they will
Please God
Eventually split someday
And
That split is where to concentrate our new
Instead of one single moment
We are in a year between years
Between the old and the new
A year of frustration
Head hurt physical distance
Heart hurt social restriction
Soul hurt isolation
But in this anxious blur
We have time to see again
To surmise
The possibility of great correction
The potential of the new in New Year
The hope of newer ahead
Than the older back there
Newer in how we see each other
Newer in how we see the world
And our delicate, precious and unique place in it.
Here comes the New Year
Let us hope in “all things new”.
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