Those few seconds before the new year

when the countdown begins,

my soul soars with so much hope and joy.

When the ball drops at Times Square,

there is a momentary

return to innocence.

As the confetti flies and music fills the air,

I imagine we are a world at peace...

no worries, no violence, no division,

just a few beautiful seconds of clarity and simplicity

that dissapates with the first boom. 

In the space of a drum beat,

the flood gates of reality open wide

drowning out my vision of peace on earth.

I wish it could stay longer...

The whole rest of my year

is spent

chasing that high.