Standing on the precipice of this year

I leap into the unknown darkness

now lit up with a new sun

and the joy of a fresh cycle of Creation.

 

Your solar winds

rush under invisible wings

and I am alive and free

to see the world with Your eyes.

MurmurA

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Around me stirs a flock of angels,

a murmuration from a sleeping world,

we rise above the slumber of cities and towns,

soaring on the updraft of this new year.