Epiphany
Epiphany
It's January sixth, called Epiphany Day
And Christmastide has come to a close
Bright holiday lights have faded away
And I've spent the day in pensive repose.
So, here I am with a brand new year
And an empty course that's mine to chart
In the solitary silence I hope to hear
Some whispered hints within my heart.
How would I like this year to be?
In a tempestuous world do I have a choice?
In my little frigate on my secret sea
Yes, I sense the power of my personal voice.
This epiphany places me at the helm
Where I'll navigate squalls that come along
Feeling the security of my inner realm
My chanty will be a hopeful song.
Molly Moore
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