31 December 2012

On new years Eve.

On new years Eve.
Take it into your own hands.



There are no words to give in thanks of time past.
No prayer for the time to follow.
We cannot exist outside of now.

Looking back nothing has changed.
And looking ahead shows little will.
Time itself never changes. 

The earth spins.
Our sun burns.
And we die.

Time will carry us to the end.
It is up to us to build the tomorrows.
And thus forever more is ours to claim. 

Legacy is our birthright.
Given by those that have walked the path.
For those whom will walk their own. 

Even when there is nothing left for us.
Eternity as our witness.
Never more are we to simply fall away.