Janus Poems, 2021

 

As the year 2020 comes to its conclusion

I reach into the unknown

And take a gamble

With a dangerous move

That holds the key to my future,

A move in which the aethers about me

Tremble pregnantly.

I cannot speak of what this gamble is

For the fabric of this chance

Is much too delicate to pronounce into the open.

It is a secret that only I hold the key to,

I and the god of beginnings.

 

Much is left to chance,

Left to the god to mold as he will. 

I forgive myself for being desperate

But I must take this gamble

At this point in my life.

Much is riding on this roll of the dice.

I place myself in the god’s hands,

Praying he will see by me.

 

Where I have failed, and failed

Miserably in the past,

I readjust at this juncture of my life.

I position myself as properly as I can

At the doorway to another year.

 

I try to stand still in this doorway

As time crests

In the waning moments

Of the old year.

The completion of fate closes in

And as midnight approaches

A celebration is in the air.

Horns and explosions rock the sky.  

The year past has now all been decided

And the year ahead is a mystery for all.

 

I study this moment, looking for opportunity,

Looking for how a scheme might be realized

As the horizon of the new year begins to expand

And its wings unfold in the flight of time.

 

I gaze from this doorway

As the time horizon widens before me, opening

Into the unknown

Of what the next year will bring.

Hopefully, relief will come from this global pandemic.

I curse the viral disease and all that it has wrought.

 

Again and again, I feel the aethers tremble about me, pregnantly,

While I look into the future, wondering what will precipitate.

The wings of tomorrow and the new year

Climb high into the sky as midnight passes.

In this doorway in time

That opens onto the unknown

The world quakes with the force of a new beginning,

And I celebrate it.  

I believe I will be victorious.