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The New Year

Signaling a new season a new dream a new reason we glided on the templates of our past riding into this present watching the future-tomorrow becoming the present and the present gradually linking, becoming the future into higher heights these moments-presences diffuse, harbored soaring into a new blue sky streaking onto from on high dispersing back unto us, divulging with the birth of a new season We step into a new day, the beginning a new year gradually un-sealing the beginning of a new thought feeling, presence, moment, union, re-union, condition, atmosphere, situation, circumstance, the yet to be experienced-un-experienced package for this new season descending with a new mission onto a renewed world releasing, a new moment and vision Just as the wind whooshed in between the people who appeared to be wishing for the new season indeed with the fireworks exploding in the air they must have a reason to give thanks for witnessing this new season watching this beautiful sight I stand here buried in this moment I term “beautiful atmospheric infinity” as we all march forward with this feeling in the air, proceeding into this new “liberational dimension” we all know as the new year.........................................

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 3/29/2010 5:12:00 AM
Congratulations on your poetry being featured this week Johnny. May you have many more features and a wonderful week filled with inspiration. Love, Carol
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Date: 12/27/2009 9:23:00 PM
Again, I agree and I really like the way you think. A very positive and hopeful outlook and that is the way I like to think too. I also wrote one with the coming of the new year, similar in meaning. Thanks again for sharing. Caroline.
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