A new day
Is an extended life
After days of grappling
With the unknown.
A new day
Is a new lease on life
Threatened by
Constant fear
Of dying and surviving.
How is it
That your grandson
Can read through
Your fears?
He seemed to know
What the new year
Would be like.
He seemed to sense
A kind of restlessness
Gnawing at your psyche.
But then
Hope is a new day
Even as the hours
Seemed like
Impending death sentence
From the unknown.
It is a given
To greet
A new day
With hope
Even as despondence
Is a daily occurrence.
For once
The roads are clear
After frantic
Holiday bacchanalia.
These are moments
Of stillness
When silence
Evokes a lot
In our battered mind.
When poetry takes the place
Of incessant ranting
In our earthly life.
It is a new day
When reflection
Takes the place
Of noisy erudition.
It is pure bliss
When you find
Solace
In the realm
Of silence.