My New Year’s Resolution

In recreating ourselves,

We seem to find the hidden truth.

What was always there but buried deep

Known to all but not to us.

With each year goes out

Promises to build anew

Only to fall into patterns and habits-

Kindness in comfort and comfort in familiarity.

Rather than rebuilding something new,

Build up what is there,

For it is beautiful.

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