Arc of Light
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Here is a new beginning,
at the red mouth of the river,
overlooking the ripple of dark waters
that floats the recent past
beneath the mottled stone bridge
and into the ocean of ancient seas
On this, the first day of the great year,
from the arc of the bridge,
I saw all seasons disappear.
And the reasons for happiness,
come reckoning with good fortune.
While releasing the old ways,
as if they were leaves, drifting downstream
I have seen my own reflection,
and the acceptance of the light,
slicing through the dreaming water,
resolving my old misfortunes,
until they are dissolved into the rust of the silt
So, here I am, once again,
under the tilt of the moon,
on this 15th day of light,
The candles flickering, with gentle flames,
calling my name.
Each an exquisite reminder,
that we can start again.
Beckoning me to start anew...
so that I will part with old pages
that drift away with old years,
beneath the bridge I have walked across...
lit by parchment lanterns,
and the arc of light from the moon's infinite heart
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1/30/15 Inspired by Chinese Lanterns
For Deb's "Chinese New Year" Contest
Copyright © Carrie Richards | Year Posted 2015
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