Wish

 
While a year of my life
concludes on this day,
a year of my life begins.
Ends and beginnings
together inlay
become chapters
of stories therein -
some to be told
over frosted white cake,
as if history,
now reprised.
Others are secreted,
only in view
of one looking
deep in my eyes...
     
    hide
    make a wish  
    take a breath.  
   
There are times when I celebrate  
times when I mourn  
the days that have followed
the day I was born.
Some days are wearisome  
leaving me worn,
wishes forgotten,
thoughts full of scorn...
or at very least crumpled,
tattered and torn,
cast aside in my worry,
the pain from the thorn...
 
    cry
    lose a wish
    take a breath
 
As I reflect on the past year -
measure the depth,
the distance across it
the height and the breadth,
gaze at the whole of it
pensive
instilled
with the joy of the rose in it
wishes fulfilled
I find stories glorious
love stories true
adventure and comedy
memories new
 
    smile
    see a wish
    take a breath
 
I open my book
to the page with the fold.
The next chapter waits
for this year to disclose
whether hope births assurance  
in things yet to come
and perseverance arises
to challenges won
whether longing fulfilled
provides strength like a tree
where pruning and new growth  
bear fruit within me
 
   close my eyes
   take a breath
   make a wish
 
 
“As the Scriptures say, ‘People are like grass; their beauty is like a flower in the field. The grass withers and the flower fades. But the word of the Lord remains forever’”
1 Peter 1:24 NLT