New Day

Letting go of all we know

Stepping trepidatiously toward the future

Be it of our own choosing or quirk of fate

The smile of tomorrow comes with the dawn

And creation begins anew.

Like the perpetual springtime

We see the buds stir and new comes forth

Ready to show enhanced greenery

And such as nature of which we are part,

The cycle begins. Hold your shoulders erect

And meet what will be, in the eye.

It is time for miracles and wonder.

Step, step, as you feel confident

With the grace of a prima ballerina

And chutzpa of a bull elephant,

For you are the image of a perfect new day.

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