31 December 2009


Year completed, year commencing,
spinning through unbounded space,

Half a billion miles of motion,
only to remain in place.

Has the calendar been your master?
Was your year a loss or gain?

Was it evolution, or a
revolution without change?

Don't defy, though, Time's advancement;
that way lies proud Phaethon's end.

Let Time flow, and seize the reins of
your own chariot, Life, instead.

Then when next year's orbit hurls you
Once more toward eternity,

You can slip these circling chains and
reach escape velocity.