Holding and Folding the Years
It's a new year, new week, new day.©12/19/2012 Carol Welch
Will we live it wiser, better?
Learning from the old, a new way,
like the unfolding of a letter.
Face with fortitude the looming;
know each day is a new page.
Let the past go, no weights dooming,
bits of wisdom grasped, engage.
Smoke dissipates from old wick burning;
Specter of Old Year drifts away.
Pristine, the new: apply the learning
to the challenges of the day.
Little by little, not assuming,
like a snowball, as we live,
grows the New Year, stalling, blooming,
time fulfilled in what we give.
Of all wisdom, now , the Giver,
Father, God, to be our guide,
quiet stream or raging river,
this New Year's oncoming ride.
Goodbye, Old Year, daunting, charming.
Thanks for experience, forearming.
Ring out the old; ring in the new!