By Crystevin
Date: 16 April 1999

At the Dawning

Out with the old
new seasons behold
the dawning of
a new age.

The past cannot
and will not
burden me further.
Alas, my future
calls out 
to my destiny.

Old loves,
new loves,
collide amidst
circumstance
and happenchance.

My awakening
so many springs ago
has brought this madness
to a close
as this spring promises
new beginnings,
new hopes,
new life,
to a fading dream
of what once was
and will never
be again.