Every midnight beginning is hope-bound
Fireworks world-echo
Streets brighten
Alleys to highways
Windows fill with a million countdowns
On one end of the world
Someone clicks their ice skates
On another
Someone dives into coast line salt But we all come together
For the same reason
At the same time
Calendars are like empty rooms
In a new home
That you get to decorate
For many, last year was a long sentence
That lost its punctuation
But now it loosens its clutch for just a moment
Like a comma
We can imagine ourselves
Slightly braver, slightly kinder
Although winter just started, The days already tread on a little longer And before we know it
The ice will break at lake’s edge
Towards February’s wrap
The shed is over
We move faster Snow retreats into smaller curb piles We tilt our face toward the first 6pm sunset
At the clock’s turn
We make promises to ourselves
To someone else
To attention To what matters
To who we want to become
The sun’s return home says
“Begin again
There’s space for you
The year is yours”