It’s a new year – a new dawn – a new day.
Time to renew the goals and desires that were allowed to drop last year
And the years before.
Each time reborn as a hopeful new sprig that desires to be a blooming bush.
But gets stunted and suppressed;
Choked by the mighty oaks that fill the forests of our lives.
Each year more adamant and determined to live and grow and be fulfilled
and yet aware of all the years it has failed and been left forgotten before.
May this be the year.
May this be your year to bloom
And be that lone flowering bush within that dark wood.
–DDDienst