A Finish Line

Dear world, you've made it.

You've made it through a year of chaos.
Through hurt, through loss, through pain,
Through fires, storms and rain.
Through failed systems and erupting plague,
Through people's sorrow and their rage.

Yes, people fought a lot.
They fought each other and your soil,
Still holding on to their dreams of OIL.

But they also walked through your natural beauty.
They hiked and camped and walked,
And nature's door was at last unlocked.

And what would normal bring along?
Would they defer to what was once fine,
Or will they rise up and read the sign?
That the world is not theirs to take but theirs to cherish,
Because all things are lastly due to parish.

So on this end of year, I wish YOU dear,
​To make the most before you disappear.
Life is filled of unexpected turns,
Hold on to the wheel and ride the curve.
And maybe let go every once and a while, 
laugh in joy, and sport a smile.
Because a year like this one is a rare gift ,
A year that points us all to an inner shift. 
From loneliness to wholeness,
And from soleness to closeness.
Distance taught us all to go within,
And only there can we truly begin,
To mend the pieces of our broken hearts,
And finally give the world its rightful start.

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