The wind blew all night
Before dawn, the sky opened
At the right time
I see luminous light
It is subtle, quiet, gray,
And enough to lift me
I think of the New Year
And want to feel free and
Open to about everything
With no fog to shroud me
The signal has been given
No need to wait; rather begin
The slate is clean; no smudges
I want the difficult to become easy
To enjoy my effort in giving
Dwell not on past failures or
The suffering I may have caused or
Even joy to others happily given
There are layers of each, but
Now behind me and hope in front
New light on a new day, and New Year
Happiness in knowing the real Light
There is hope for all as we begin
Stanski
January 1, 2022 ^
Steve Haarman 