WONDERING

                      What makes an old year end or new begin?
                      Not just the dictate of a calendar;
                      Perhaps it’s something in the global spin
                      Around the sun that makes new years occur.

                      Three hundred sixty-five (or leap years -six)
                      Days constitute the cycle of our year,
                      And yet why is it not some other fix
                      In its strictly predictable career?

                      But better than such wondering is to thank
                      Whatever Cause or Source brought this about:
                      The space we fill might just as well be blank
                      And from the universe our kind left out.

                           For otherwise, how would the Cosmos know
                           That it exists and can such wonders grow?

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