Never to be lived again not the same
way. Something different to betray past
and habitual harm. Returning only as
memories like sticky candy or the smell
of rain on hot pavement.
Excitement in opportunities,
possibilities not thought of, heard
of or yet imagined – clouds of promises
un-kept until the paper packages open
beneath injured thumbs.
A disciplined mind, body but wild
spirits previously contained, freed
among the overused stuff, tattered
after too many years of misuse and
angry and vindictive. Time to be replaced.
And the new year begins – a joyful
magic to cleanse unwashed stones
turned over with silly babies dwelling
underneath. Reveling in alien happiness, joy
and success – sunshine illuminating the caved.
Why wait? Why ever wait?