This is a year of truest thanksgiving,
of witnessing miracles, victories-
both outside of me and personally.
It has given rise to fewer boundaries,
while taken steps toward individuality
granted freedoms to explore the world
if even just confined to these new walls
that shelter the warmth of home.
There is the sounding cheer to health,
which we celebrate in greatest wealth
when we have made it through
year number two successfully, free.
Then there is the matter of the heart
not fearful, not despaired. In complete,
and indiscreet revelation of adoration
for another so giving, so deserving-
finally content with absolute intent to fall.
The Lines of Sight
for words never spoken
