As the Year Winds Down
As the year winds down
memories flutter in the breeze
like forgotten leaves
darting and spinning
along the park grass.
The hopeful start has met
reality.
The aspirations have,
once again,
collided with human frailty.
The daily news has regurgitated
another 12 months
of human foolishness,
vanity, greed, lust and anger,
with only the odd spark of hope
leaping momentarily –
a glow of life in a dark morass.
A kindly gesture,
a noble deed,
a generous gift have been witnessed
here and there;
Alerting hope and future.
As each year passes,
a certainty grows,
whether in my life or death
the Messiah will come again.
The cycle will stop.
Eternity will begin.
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