Clear the slate and celebrate…
Another year starts to accumulate
With degrees of emotion and recollection
A path begins… seeking a fresh direction
In the quest for a soothing breeze
Four walls of bring me to my knees
The past reiterates semiconsciously…
While opening a window simultaneously
The sky is clear and birds are singing
Barely audible…church bells are ringing
Reminding me of marriage and death
Leaning beyond the sill… taking a deep breath
1/4/09
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem