New Year Blue. Poem by Kevin East

I awake
To new year blue.
Shimmering on horizons
Unseen.
Pristine.
Washed by an infant sun.
So there
Is where new hope is spun.
Like white orchids
That pirouette in dance.
On lamplit waves
As the moon does enhance
A picture postcard view.

As we awake
To new year blue
Amid
The haste and clattering.
The silence
Of birds chattering
Massages the soul.
And bathes the heart
With joyous word,
That never before
Mankind has heard.
Read from a silver scroll.
Born on a Heavenly
Cumulus roll.
Where a bird of paradise
Flew.
To deliver
A shiver
To pass right through
Sweet lovers
On this new year
Blue.