Before I face the coming year
in a flurry of resolutions,
I stand before my conscience here
in the middle of my ablutions.
Reflections of a scowling brow
when my patience was sorely tested
are splayed across the mirror now
in a mural of time arrested.
New promises are meaningless
on the altar of Good Intention
’til heaven brings its cleaning mist
in a powerful intervention.
Mary Boren, 2012
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