This is how I’m feeling today, the start of a New Year:
Red gold streaked blue quiet cosmic start of day
Ancient memories now yesterday
Such good fortune – why?
Always a longing
Humble pie, wry
Sometimes. Just. Bitterness.
Coincidences, more and more – inexplicable
Miracles, yes, we don’t care what anyone says
Tiny hands instant tears
Stars of the universe, someday