Pondering the Year Ahead

New year, a fresh season's dawn,

Last year shadow fades, new purpose drawn

Fresh expectations and new dreams dreamt

Will the dreams come to pass and the expectations met?

It is not my first year,

I ‘ve spent sometime here,

Convictions were crafted in the past too with journeys intended,

Yet, in the past years, my goals have been suspended.

Now a tremor of fear takes hold,

Is it the familiar trend to uphold?

What is to become of this year’s thread?

A weaving of triumph or moment to dread?

The common occurrence of defeat and shame?

Is there the tiniest hope of winning this game?

Will this year mimic the familiar frame?

Another tale of struggle, or an ascent to fame?

A new score sheet is here,

One devoid of yesteryear's stain,

Now, the time is come to make a gain,

Time to answer the clarion call to carve a mark out there,

And never had there been a better time to uphold the banner of my name