Again We Begin | 1.1.23

We’re here again friends, back at the start, and isn’t it funny how it comes so swiftly after the finish? December 31st at 11:59 and 50 seconds and we call it an ending, a slideshow of a year flashing through our minds as we look for the lips that will anchor us after the countdown. Ten tiny seconds and a kiss later, and all is new again, all is fresh and the slate wiped down clean. January 1st, midnight and a millisecond, and we’re newborns in an unknown year. What a thing.

You’ve better things to do this day than listen to me, than scan your tired eyes over these silly words at the start of all things, so I shall be brief, I shall be simple. I’ll offer a poem, one of newness, as a gift tiny and insufficient, and hope that it begins your brand new year in a hopeful way, in a beautiful way that you deserve. There’s more to come, you know this by now, and it’ll come as it always comes. Until then, shake the cobwebs from the year that was, and breathe in deep this morning air, the first of 365 to come all decorated with a year of the same name.

Blizzard soft and silent
as owl wings
inches above earth, 
moments before the end
of some skittering soul,

light as breath
in moonshine.

Again we begin,
as before and will
once more, 

footprints virgin,
new prints 
in new snowfall,
new feet
that make them.

Forward
into the gloaming,
quiet
as a death
from above. 

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

Now, let’s sally forth into this new year, this blank canvas, and paint it well. More will come, as I’ve said, but for now, go enjoy your day, your new beginning.

I Love you so.

Be good.

Again we begin

virgin footprints in the snow,

new feet that make them.

Haiku on Life by Tyler Knott Gregson

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