Staring at the moonlight of the new years eve, I reminiscenced.
Looking back at the paths crossed, both smooth and rough,
Souls lost and found,
Fences mended and broken,
I asked the eve to take away.
The curse of lost to lust, and gain from vain and pain, I prayed to the fading year to steal away.
The new years dawning I reckon as a new morning, one spawning a better mystery left for exploring.
As we step into the dawn of a new day only imagined, of a new year with dreams without limit and margin,
I hope you find peace in all you seek, and that love finds its way to you.
Happy new year.
Emmalase.
Emmalase