The sun awakens and my soul with it
The time is new and the air is refreshed
Bringing in an age only told in fires of
Bards imperialism and voodoo hunters
Crescent wailing The time is now and the
Past is ageless but the future has been reflected
In the mirror of a thousand oceans and concealed
In the hearts of a thousand warriors One mother
Regrets her son forgetting his winter coat and one
Father regrets not teaching his son how to
Box The wind whispers of new growth as grown
Women parade in paraded silence examining
The loss of that beau and the missing ring
On their hands and cherish that first kiss and
The birth of their best friend’s firstborn into an
Age steeped in leaves of colored flowers and
The scent gives solace to their ears as the sun
Anoints a new year and the stars clap for its
Patience and the song of a new generation is
Sung
I am royalty. I am regal in nature and anointed by the hand of the King of kings. I have been cradled in His hands and guided through the terrors of Life into the brilliance of another year of His choosing. I have been blessed to see a new age and prepared successfully to conquer any weapons raised before me this year or blades of evil forged in the past year to destroy me this year. I cannot forget the souls that were blessed to see His face and did not tarry to view the sun arise this New Year. Their victories I will carry in my heart, their contributions to my life I will cherish and their failures will be added to my illustrious fountain of wisdom. I will remain thankful in all seasons this new year for every moon that moves every tide. I will try to achieve more than in years past and allow the Spirit to challenge my flawed humanity and bad decisions. If this New Year brings more struggles and strife than years past, then I will continue to give thanks for the good times of the past. My soul has not been guaranteed to rise on mountaintops this year, but I may be destined to traverse through the valley. In high ranges or lowly ravines, I am still royalty, secured by the Spirit that surrounds me and gives me infinite power and dominion. This year I will define another layer of myself and strengthen the fortitude in my bones. Some souls that walk beside me will be lost this year and quite possibly my own. I will treat each day as a sunset and labor to leave my mark in this generation. I will not fail, whether breathing or dead. The Spirit in my soul is a conqueror and in this New Year I am royalty.
The time is new and the air is refreshed
Bringing in an age only told in fires of
Bards imperialism and voodoo hunters
Crescent wailing The time is now and the
Past is ageless but the future has been reflected
In the mirror of a thousand oceans and concealed
In the hearts of a thousand warriors One mother
Regrets her son forgetting his winter coat and one
Father regrets not teaching his son how to
Box The wind whispers of new growth as grown
Women parade in paraded silence examining
The loss of that beau and the missing ring
On their hands and cherish that first kiss and
The birth of their best friend’s firstborn into an
Age steeped in leaves of colored flowers and
The scent gives solace to their ears as the sun
Anoints a new year and the stars clap for its
Patience and the song of a new generation is
Sung
I am royalty. I am regal in nature and anointed by the hand of the King of kings. I have been cradled in His hands and guided through the terrors of Life into the brilliance of another year of His choosing. I have been blessed to see a new age and prepared successfully to conquer any weapons raised before me this year or blades of evil forged in the past year to destroy me this year. I cannot forget the souls that were blessed to see His face and did not tarry to view the sun arise this New Year. Their victories I will carry in my heart, their contributions to my life I will cherish and their failures will be added to my illustrious fountain of wisdom. I will remain thankful in all seasons this new year for every moon that moves every tide. I will try to achieve more than in years past and allow the Spirit to challenge my flawed humanity and bad decisions. If this New Year brings more struggles and strife than years past, then I will continue to give thanks for the good times of the past. My soul has not been guaranteed to rise on mountaintops this year, but I may be destined to traverse through the valley. In high ranges or lowly ravines, I am still royalty, secured by the Spirit that surrounds me and gives me infinite power and dominion. This year I will define another layer of myself and strengthen the fortitude in my bones. Some souls that walk beside me will be lost this year and quite possibly my own. I will treat each day as a sunset and labor to leave my mark in this generation. I will not fail, whether breathing or dead. The Spirit in my soul is a conqueror and in this New Year I am royalty.
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