As the sun of yesterday sinks Painting the sky purple and pure,
The moon rises to reflect hope
While seas billow and roar.
See the divine motif-
In this unrivaled creativity,
'tis an endless wheel of fortune-
Not the drums of destiny.
Why only dream to be free?
And dwell in antiquity?
When night's only the beginning
Of the promise of possibility?
Let past be -
"Just that something we know"
Dream new dreams-
'tis today when you knead the dough...
For a beautiful tomorrow!
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With these thoughts and wishes for a bright, fun-filled and Happy New Year!
- Yours truly
(ps: This picture was taken by me recently at Miami Beach, Florida)
