Finding serene skies in January is rather wearisome.
Instead, January brings bleakness to the atmosphere,
With fog as bulky as the Christmas sweater you didn’t ask for.
Optimism is promised with the first month of a New Year,
Yet not seeing the signs bring a fear that is hard to elude.
Light penetrates through the coldness of the sky.
The cloud dissipates from my mind.
My squinting eyes refocus.
God I see you.