When the canvas is blank
The options are infinite
Imagination runs wild
Waiting to explode, a dynamite
 
As the mind tries to process
Crystallize from the ambiguity
Conflicts arise and become
A threat to the fluidity
 
Soon the imagination tumbles
From the wild to a bottomless rabbit hole
And we end up refurbishing our old ideas
In parts or in whole
 
They are either our unfulfilled desires
Or a result of our procrastination
That manifest itself as resolutions
Nudging us to move out of our stagnation
 
Hidden somewhere deep within
There’s also a hint of guilt
of abusing our health, nature
and every resource to the hilt 
 
Time has presented us with
Yet another opportunity to undo what’s done
Time to reconsider our steps
And create and complete our masterpiece in 2021