In between the soon to be old year

and the imminent new one

we wait in the wings

expectantly anticipating better

times to come , but trepidation

there is that things could be worse.

Looking back, bar the odd hiccups

it has not been dismally bad

on the average, at extreme edges

exceptionally fine and

also some calamities and catastrophes

have prevailed.

But we continue journeying in hope,

singing or crooning

despite lashings of rain, keeping up

the rhythms of life, eulogising

beauty at its best,

seeing stars deep into the firmament,

on earth briefly forgetting the worst.

©Jeewan Ramlugun

28 Dec.2019