The Embers of 2023

 

 

It is Day number 365

Of the year 2023,

In the next fourteen hours or so

It will pass into eternity.

 

Never to return again

Like a moment that is passed,

Complete all unfinished tasks

For 2023 is going fast.

 

Within reason, of course,

Is wisdom’s way,

That which would take a year

Cannot be done in a day.

 

Herein is a wise thought

To take into the New,

When the time finally runs out

There’s nothing we can do.

 

 

It is like a raging fire

That finally burns itself out,

Not much the embers can do then

And this is without doubt.

 

Anything to be achieved

Must now be a daily task

For a year-long project at this time,

Is an unreasonable ask.

 

We are into embers now

Of a flame that burnt all year

And all we can carry forward

Are memories and fears.

 

No amount of fanning

Can reignite these final embers,

Like every year that has passed

This will be gone forever.

 

The greatest of plans

If by this time not executed,

They are like a sound no one heard,

They are forever muted.

 

 

Their embers are dying

Never ever to be awaken,

Soon 2023 will have passed

Though not to be forgotten.

 

Memories good and bad

Will battle on in our active mind

But regarding the year 2023,

It will be gone for all time.

 

Stewart Russell © December 31, 2023