A new day

This strange and magic world

Song and words fill voids where silence lives

Watching through invisible eyes

At what becomes of a thought denied.

Sitting with purpose

Mind turns endlessly round on this and that

And nothing in particular

Except the moments that remain in the day


The echo of despair could live there

If allowed a soft spot to sit awhile

To wrap itself into the endless horizon

But no welcome mat waits behind

Shuttered doors.

Helpless if no action moves

The mind to fly on broken wings

That somehow still can work

When falling in a spin down

To solid ground that waits.

In the ease of new days

The second hand ticks off the moment

When light will come in the morning to a soul

Waiting to begin again

A tale of dreams.

There is no mystery

To complacent simplicity

As words and a gentle rhythm fill the heart

With a promise of hope

That somehow, somewhere

Today will be different, 

better still

Than those that passed before.


5 thoughts on “A new day

  1. Wow, this is really beautiful. I love the end-stopped lines, it really gives it a feeling of “continuing on.” I feel like you and I have a similar writing style, kind of choppy but still flowing. Loved it!

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