Choices, Chances and Changes

Staring in front of a white sheet emotions disconnected – yet there is that sense of calm

The whiteness identical to a blanket of snow – untouched and unscathed

The serene piece felt placid – of empty thoughts

There’s tranquility of consciousness – a clarity of psyche.

It’s the 1st day of the year – I have 365 days to find ways to produce a scheme

I have 8,760 hours to draft a plan- layout a storyboard of fate

Scanning through the pages it’s clean and bare – my mind enticed to fill each sheet

The possibilities are endless but where to begin – how to launch an episode

It is easy to organise and plot a scene – for when tomorrow leads me to an unknown

What are the odds for a vision to unfold trapped to an unfinished business of yesterday

All I see is a vacant landscape – a setting unfurnished with patches of surface

Underneath a part is yet to be created – a call for second chances, a sign of changes.

I have left behind the sadness – my melancholy of heartbreaks and despair

Looking up I’m taking with me blessings – tokens of strength to keep me balanced

Page by page – I started composing a capsule of hope with a leap of faith

That as the paragraph forms into another story my soul in surrender – my heart open.

The prelude:, I wilfully overlooked the footnote – blinded with anger and distrust

Pushed away the very hands who purely believes in miracles – however big or small

That there are reasons I will never comprehend – though the answer may be as simple as ABC

But each time my heart throbs – I will take one step at a time – one beat of every moment I make

Another chapter may have ended – there will always be another book to begin.

New Year 2022