Future self. Imagine yourself five years from now. What advice would you give your current self for the year ahead?
Do it, don’t fret,
the moment nestles;
its magic matters, be kind
if, where you can.
Regret, like snow,
alters a landscape, momentarily, then goes.
Don’t resolve, take stock.
Stop being wise.
As if you ever were.
Guilt greys your skin and dulls
The year’s for play, plunge in.