moon new moon a fresh start a bright new year and what to wish for? a blank page, or canvas to be overflowing with delight, respect and boundaries for now, twinkle lights and soft music until tomorrow, always tomorrow
It’s 6 pm, Jan 2nd, Sunday, new moon. I’m in my living room looking at the Christmas tree and thinking that it is always about tomorrow. A new day, a new challenge, a new me, a new…, STOP! I told myself, this moment is what matters, the twinkle lights, the snow outdoors, the warmth of indoors. Words and verses are dancing in my mind, finding their way to the keyboard and this poem is born.
Tanka Tuesday, taste the rainbow for Jan 3rd. The colorful twinkle lights are the rainbow 🌈 in this poem. No photo, I leave to your imagination to compose the scene.