January’s Sunshine

“ One’s destination is never a place but a new way of looking at things.” (Henry Miller)

JANUARY’S SUNSHINE ( An original poem by USFMAN )

In Absence Of Winter, One Never Grows Old

When Palm Fronds Can Sway In Glorious Gold

Feel Peace Like A Lotus Drifting On Lazy Lagoon

When Bloom Filled Breeze Breaks Awaiting Cocoon

Much of Our Life Choice Fills With Restless Will 

When Our Slower Paced Soul Seeks Reptilian Chill 

But As Nurture Finds Nature One’s Troubles Expire 

When Solitude Calls To Stand Still By Warm Fire

Know That Fertility Of Earth Lifts One’s Dimness of Gray 

So Happy New Year To You As You Blossom Each Day