the answer lies within the simple
the every day
it is within the complaining and the chores
we sweep the old year and all its debris
off of its clawed feet
silencing at last
the clicking and dragging down our halls
we unwrap the final gift
the one that returns to us each year
in a cycle grown invisible to us
in our own civilized egos
the newborn year labors to be born
all possibility and hope
and we are the creators
who can make of it what we will
we unwrap the new
that has waited for us
ready at last for this moment
and all the moments to follow ~ Caroline A. Slee