PRAYER FOR THE NEW YEAR

I’m tired of things sitting, gathering dust

Tired of stuff lying about, turning to rust

I want an organized future, tidy and neat

I want my thoughts and speech, courteous and sweet

to forgive the past, to live here and now

to embrace the moment, and to each one bow

I want to strive beyond human, into the Divine

I want to find the joy, which surely is mine —

as a part of the One, a speck of the whole

Yes! I will find the way to live in my soul