And as I breathe this air so new,
light springs eternal from sights unseen.
And, I find, that the labored life of this apparent dreaming, was in fact only my heart’s quickened beating.
My soul subsides on golden clouds,
and soars ascending to touch the stars.
*I create for you a New Year filled with the imagination of your paths, footfalls bringing you closer to what lives inside, and a new eye always, for what grows at your feet.*
