My task seems daunting,
Keeping this up for a year.
I wonder how many new ideas I can come up with?
Of course the answer is none,
Nothing new under the sun, and all that.
It will be the point of view that’s different,
If you buy the idea that individuals
Are unique and wonderfully made,
That each person sees through eyes
No one has had before,
Each thought, image, and feeling
Processed for the first time
In whatever it is inside us
We call an I.
No one has ever been me or you before,
Has never lived our lives
Up to their present points.
So, while ideas may be old,
Right now, for me and you,
Everything is new,
And mystery is right around the corner.
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