At the dawning of each new day

Includes monthly prompt for January

Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash

And there I sat, at the dawn of a new day,
A world of possibilities at my feet,
A destiny as yet unmade,
Reaching forward to the misty dream,
Imagining the future yet to come.
But no, look there the road diverts,
Divides, like streams and rivers flow.