WHAT’S NEW?

When we strike a match,
is the fire new?

What about wind and waves
at the beach or the wonderful water
in a splashing morning shower?
Are wind, waves, water new?

What about dance or music
and laughter? Are they ever new?

What’s new? Is it
a used car for a teenager?

Is it your hand touching mine
when I least expect it and
you want to ask me a question?

Is it a baby or a graduate or a
neighbor who just moved next door?

Is it a question or a suggestion
or an idea brought up at a meeting
by the last person you’d ever expect?

What’s new? Is God ever old?
Is anything or anyone ever old –
me, you or this year’s golden jubilarians?

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2009