New Beginnings, a haiku poem


Prediction? Foresight?
Era ends. Synchronic with
pandemic terror.

What do I do now?
Who actually am I?
Self-doubt creeps and stays.

Raise myself above
all my own misconceptions.
Brush up, present, act.

Stay focused, ready
to seize opportunity
that will come knocking

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