Majestic Rise of Resolution

New day, new light
And dear God, please no new moon
Dealt with the life kept in year bottle
Now coming close to a close, new page to turn
Please bent body, stay alive with an old pen

They say I'm never too far to fix the sick stroke of hand
Messy splot, looks familiar, like the person in the mirror
Tangible entanglement, inlovely imperfection,
...,,,...,,,... what more can one add to one minus everything

So I imagine the first jump of the night
The first toss of my soul to the audience of One
The first swing of the hand and pick and string
Seems soon, it is soon, and I want to be ready
But readiness is like a leaf just too high, I the just too short
Let's step on the ball and grab it again

But until things seem brighter, I invite redemption
Salvation, bring forth my tight gracious grip
That I may make this miss minute
Over tick tocks and click clocks
Sooner than later, but later if nothing else
But if I may hit the bottom line, just love me so