I spoke of spirit and grandiose heights
A New Year fuels my head and stomach full of rum
A tale was spun while I was at work birthing a new love
Don’t tell me that what I know is real was a flame in the night
A vision only seen with glasses after the ball dropped
I’m a new creation when the fireworks splay out over the sky
A revered painter gave me his old brushes so I
had a perspective on what I owe my future
Mindful Impressions 