“i am running into a new year . . .”
—Lucille Clifton
I am running now
into a new year.
How it hurts
to run into something,
even to walk into it
instead of passing it by,
to pause here
at this doorway
in time,
age-old and brand new,
to stand in this arch and
cry out
to the dome of the universe,
to break through the ceiling
with song.
Follow the light through
the cracks now
and find your way back
to the Source.