Fresh Start

It comes

a softness in the air

a stirring

beneath the surface

washed in sunlight

I feel only peace.

Past and present

engulfed in a future

of hope

of the new.

A cool warmth

that shivers and calms

the stillness of joy

of the dew, of the dawn

new air in my lungs

of hope

of the new -

fresh eyes to new depths.