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I Come to This Year

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    I come to this year


    To the truth of life

    My life

    Equipped to see

    Beyond the haze

    Of illusion

    Who I am

    Who I am not

    Who I yearn to be

    I come to this year


    Whether being that person

    Truly holds the seeds

    Of more grace

    Or serves to distract

    From the possibility that

    Who I was meant to be

    Is who I’ve always been

    And that my path is not

    To become

    But to allow

    The me

    That has always stood

    Off to the side

    To take its seat

    At the table of my life

    I come to this year

    Leaning toward a path

    Yet mindful that

    The Universe

    Wise old soul

    May have plans

    Possibilities unforeseen

    That hold within them

    The gift of serendipity

    Joys undiscoverable

    When blinded

    By rote.

    I come to this year

    Accompanied by

    The lines of the play

    This life has written

    Indelibly inked

    Acutely human

    Unwilling, still

    To confine

    The story yet to be told

    To the breadth and depth

    Of the story already lived

    I come to this year

    With love

    In love


    Filled with


    And hope

    Inviting you

    To come and play

    And live

    And be

    Lit from within

    I come to this year


    For the invitation, once again

    To come to this year.

    Won’t you come too?

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