October 31

A month begins and ends
as quietly as the morning sun and
nighttime stars ascend--
Always waiting for the ascension
and anticipating
every new beginning,
never the endings,
in this forever kind of life--
Capturing each moment
by poems-a-day
and waiting,
patiently waiting,
for tomorrow's newness again.

"Create in me a clean heart, O God;
restore within me a sense of being brand new."

Being Brand New.

Happy November!

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