As spring arrives and my life enters a new phase, I have been thinking about a wordplay poem I wrote a few years ago in one of Jacinta White’s workshops.
“Make a new plan, Stan.”
Refocus, reflect, re-imagine, redefine priorities,
View with unclouded eyes, hear with unclogged ears.
Establish a new routine.
Restart the engine. Reboot.
“Create in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew a right spirit within me.”
The time has come to adapt,
To renovate, revamp, remodel,
Rehab, redevelop, restore,
To decide what to keep and what to throw away,
To be transformed.
“And behold! All things are made new.”
Or to step out, shed restrictions,
Escape the bonds, break free,
Pull up stakes, reverse course,
Find a new direction, take another path.
“And immediately they left their nets and followed him.”
Broken apart and reconstructed,
May we find new life—-healed, reborn,
Resuscitated, regenerated, revitalized,
As the darkest days have passed
And our hemisphere tilts toward the light,
Remembering that “all shall be well,
And all manner of things shall be well.”
Quotations from Paul Simon, Psalm 51: 10, 2 Corinthians 5: 17, Matthew 4: 20-22, Julian of Norwich