So Much There Is

milkweedBlessings on your new year. Here is a little something:

So much there is
that cannot be told,
so much to unfold,
so many new meanings to try.

So much there is
that waits in the wings,
so many things
cannot find their sky,
that minuscule patch
of impossible blue
beyond the shadows
of this darkened room.

So many stories
have yet to be told,
so many adventures
of boldness to tell,
to live, to explore.

Open the windows,
pick up the pen,
and then tell me more,
tell me more,
tell me more!

 

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