The
times of sun turn longer on one
half
of the earth
but shorter
on the other
There is no way to tell up
and
down in this turning and spinning
Ebb flood and flow follow
the circling pale’s narration
some of earth's heavy
tremblings
and the winds' fiercest persuasions
Bluewhite
light's living grace
floating
soft in wide and open
endless
space
Comes
a year anew
mark
of human view
the
gaze turned from stars’ wide open
endless
daze above
to
the tick tack tock of the pressure clock
right
on the low pulse of rigid counting
the
change into a new number
of
exaggerated overvaluation
Offering
a change from death to life anew
time
to reflect on the self and the whole
over
fireworks and celebrations
incantations
Overhead
galactic bends
yawn
Underfeet
the earth crusts
in silence
all vibes
in-between
In other words: Happy New Year, concentration, unconditional love, many smiles and all the best for twothousandandtwelve!
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