Marching forward undaunted, lurching forward haunted
By days gone by in vaunted terror, much reckless error,
Bearers of hope, good news, good will, and carefree liberty,
Without sound of fury, nothing to hurry, no reason to worry,
Looking to better days ahead, Love fed, completely satisfied,
Eternity begun, fraternity born, taciturnity turned to kind words,
And this march continues on, only begun, no ending, no bending
. . . marching forward undaunted . . .
Our world spins, revolving round the sun, as we keep moving, believing,
Grieving much of what we have left behind, weaving hope into the future,
Never deceiving now, receiving truth unadorned, naked, wisely perceiving,
And we’ll not back down, throw away life’s crown, play the part of a clown,
For we’ve been nurtured at God’s breast, furthered in maturity, encouraged,
Flown high to heaven’s perch, thrown low to hell’s gorge, to live full life,
And not without strife, yet no longer rife with pain, all for us now to gain
Crawling out from under years of oppressive fears with many tears
To greet the dawning of a new day, to meet hope again without defeat,
Bidding thankful farewell to nightmarish hell and funeral bells,
In anticipation of participation in resurrected confidence in providence,
And very thankful to be alive and not deprived of honest promise
And opportunity to witness justice without impunity, without immunity,
But also love without restraint and charity without constraint . . .
Blessed be the New Year
Crying for peace, churning for goodwill, chasing another year
And will I see you there on the flipside, new ways in new days
Can we put our hearts on the line again to begin again, new again
And trust heaven will rain down on our drought-stricken souls
And leaven our sleep with better dreams, cream of the gods
After tears flowing for years to hear now a promise door open
To an altogether better future of love and nurture
And blessings from above
Slow start
In shallow heart
Without youthful vision
Or elevation of the soul
Made whole
Sounds of serenity serendipitously serenade the soul situated twixt time and eternity
With songs rising in the heart that longs to belong to youth renewed in silent beauty,
Believing in living in life and love, speaking in an heavenly language from above,
Running and laughing into the New Year, unbounded, free and unchained from fear
To hold another so dear, to bring cheer where there are tears, and light in the dark
Places of the world so stark as we ourselves become our own spark of angelic grace
That we interlace with the souls of sisters and brothers around this one wide globe
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Happy and Most Blessed New Year to One and All!
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