Time ticks on,
And a new year appears on the horizon.
Is it, for you, full of promise,
Or full of dread?
Believe me when I say that next year,
Will be no different from this one,
Or the year after that,
Or even the year after that.
Go back as well, as far as you like,
Finding the “good” years and “bad,”
As decided by those in high towers.
You’ll find these too are all the same,
Regardless of their monikers.
Do I see the future then with indifference,
Holding to the view that life simply “is what it is?”
Nay.
I see my future full of hope,
Full of opportunity,
Not by what fortunes may come,
But by the way I respond to them.
Bestow successes upon me,
And I will press on toward greater accomplishment.
Pile burdens upon me,
And I will become stronger by carrying them.
Confer wealth upon me,
And I will invest it toward more profitable gains.
Heap questions upon me,
And my mind will grow sharper as I seek answers.
I will not rest upon my laurels.
I will not be held down.
I will not be complacent.
I will not be kept in the dark.
Wisdom. Courage. Strength.
These will bring a brighter future,
Such that you have never seen.