Begin again

 

Photo credit here.

Every new beginning

Grows from some finality

Or simply an evolution - 

The theme of the start 

Heard in phrases of the old.

 

Today, we begin again

Tulip magnolias spraying fuchsia

Against sky and ground.

Echoing caverns dampened

By family all chipping in.

 

So many gifts

From deliveries of frustration -

One might think 

The path met fate

Or God or destiny

 

Years ago

When so much that is,

Was yet to be,

The future a mystery

Yet disappointingly predictable.

 

I am glad to be here

With you:

Aching back,

Tired body

Yearning for rest.

 

The birth of a new dawn

Wooing us.

A call floating

On the wind:

“Begin again.”

 

2/21/26