January 2020

There always comes a point in life to pass the torch, And when it does, pass when it still flames with might, When it’s still

When the sun has set, And to the dust from which I came I must return, Let me go. Shed a few tears for me,

At times, I’m floating on the deep waters of His love Rollicking with no care for what the world held High, untamed from no joy

It was new beginnings,The common cliché,The voices of expectations,Pens noted the resolutions,Promises of transformation all loud,Hearts kept desiring new achievements,New levels, new beginnings,It was about

T ides have changed, W e have evolved, every O ne of us, T here is more to a new year, H earsays go about,

A thin line exists between these three Especially when flipping new chapters Mastering the Art of calmness would be so powerful during such seasons Fear

You have sadness in places sadness shouldn’t live so choose joy. Choose freedom, freedom to be your most authentic self. Choose to be liberated from

Breathe in Breathe out It’s a brand new day It’s a brand new you It’s time for that promotion You have the qualifications Go claim

To them it marked celebration,An end to an year of abundance,It was time for merry ,.Time to have fun,Outflow of everything that remained an imagination,To