Hampton Court Ice Rink
What lies in wait today
After the fireworks and charged hope
A design for life? A balanced mind?
This New Year here at 09-09
Is misty and cold
Tall firs stand in mute acceptance
Mountains beyond vague in grey air
Hope stirs in the folds of linen
Safe. Ensconced behind glass and concrete
So the newest day of another new beginning
Beckons wits made dull
By premature rejoicing
For the old will never fully be out
And the new is impervious
Succinct until it settles upon us
We are ready to embark on a journey
With eyes wide in this blind alley
Best to depend upon hope
Farewell friends and strangers
Bless the space that beckons
And take a chance. Be good.
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