Beginnings Lost Poem by Sean Green

A new me at decade's start
this was the new year's prompt
the gentle nudge at the first
demanding change as the result

transformation is then assumed
against this press of latitude
moving towards the north or south
away from tropics of the past

those balmy realms evoking life
result in doldrums of measured strife
just enough to feel alive
while plans are made to survive

holding still while dusk descends
the year becomes another day
parity found between the pulls
beginnings lost in life that's full.

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