Good-by old year
Good bye, Old Year! And take with you
all of the hardships of all the years past.
Herald in the good, the nice, and the kind
for there is a new, unused year ahead.
Thank you, old year,
for all the lessons you have taught.
What I have learned I have used
like a violin's fine tuning,
a refinement of the soul.
Each lesson is for me reflect on and cherish,
for it is part of the evolution of the soul.
I appreciate more the gift of freedom,
which should be enjoyed in every land.
Have I done my part in this year past
to help those who came to me in need?
Whether they be homeless
or just needing to wipe a tear of sadness away
and replace it with a beaming smile,
I have not turned anyone away - especially me.
I am thankful to be in a land where there are those
who care for their fellow man.
All that you have taught to hearts
you have given with a bounteous hand,
My steps linger at the threshold of the New Year.
It is time for an inventory, on paper or in your mind,
whichever way that you prefer.
Is but uncertainty of the unknown ahead of me
that makes me hesitate taking that next step.
This step into the unknown
is the most important one you will be making,
Carrying within your heart into the New Year
the good that still exists in the world.
Where love and caring is still alive and well.
A lingering step forsake.
Good bye, Old Year! I must leave the hand of the past,
which rules in her power alone,
in the kingdom of Oblivion.
In silence she sits, upon a throne of crimson;
A falling mist is in the musty air
to veil her coal dark eyes' turned to sapphire.
Gloriously, they shine!
Eyes that can divine between good and evil,
She holding truth divine.
Silence falls all around,
unless it be a fitful sound,
as though from the depth
of a pit of darkness.
From her lips are uttered these words:
"Follow the wisdom of your heart,
and you will never be lost
to the wilderness of your mind."
Take from her lips the guidance of the ancient,
the years that around her be.
Dance and sing like the Dervish!
Celebrate and embrace the coming New Year,
with resolve, fortitude, and confidence
in your ability and desire
to make this a better world,
to live and participate in this year.
Give of your heart,
as well as from the wallet.
The lady clad in sapphire blue
is called by some the Sacred Mother.
The very winds of the Heavens are here
for those who wish to hear them speak!
Composed by Cynthia ©
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