HAPPY NEW AIR

Approaching shores like road,

Confidently crossing the unsure road,

On a pilgrimage to get familiar with the unfamiliar,

Looking for the bitter sweet Meringa seed no vanilla,

Unshaken so it’s not strawberry either,

It killed him but gave life to his ether,

Now his presence is felt everywhere,

Like the air in the atmosphere,

Not fearing what has passed,

But the future is his utmost fear,

On a journey to balance the scale,

To find where the world is almost sphere

Welcome to the end of the calendar and the begin of a new year.