The new moon phase;
Here’s to bold beginnings
And new manifestations.

When I look into the
Mirror this time,
I won’t see the
Present me staring back.

The future told
Through reflection like
A crystal ball.
The season is changing.
A coolness kisses my skin
And each blade of grass.

The season is changing
And so am I.
I’m becoming,
I’ll be brand new again.