New Year Commeth

New Years is on the way. A new day, a new year, a new begginning? Quite the contrary. The same place and the same people dealing in and out with the same of old, just on a different day.
Day to day struggles
cast shadows on my enlightenment
and terms undisclosed imprison me.
give my thoughts and early rising thoughts
to He that washed away all that I was
and life beckons me to change.
what is new to you and to me
if all we have is a memory
of what was then.
is it me that crawls into the old
and picks up stale pieces of
broken life?
this is new, this is old,
close my eyes and my hands fold.