A Good Year

It snowed last night. Sometime after the New Year arrived And left everything pristine Covered in a thick gesso Applied by Mother Nature For just such an occasion As I looked upon this glory I realized it was a gift A new beginning. The palate has been wiped clean It was a new world. I took my snow ski’s from their resting place And bundle up for a cross country ski. It would be brilliant to be among that which made me And appreciate the quiet that only new snow fall brings And of course to give me time to reflect upon my life. Where was I? Where had I been? Where was I going? All valid points on this the first day of a new year. I grinned ear to ear as I slipped into the morning light It was going to be a good year.