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A New Year’s Blessing

A New Year’s Blessing

And so the New Year comes

and how she brings herself toward you,

outstretched and willing, beckoning. Give yourself to her.


Cast aside the year that was

down into the depths

of all that we cannot change,

but wish sometimes that we could.

 

It was a slap in the face year

and a pleading for change year

and a banging of heads upon a brick wall year.

It was the way the ice-cold water of politics

doused the fire of our passion.

It was the way governments upheld cruelty.

It was the way citizens would vote absurdly.

It was the way that millions seeking safety were given the cold shoulder.
 

And how we all feel the freezing

but many much more so

than I.

A New Year’s Blessing

And so the New Year comes

and how she brings herself toward you,

outstretched and willing, beckoning. Give yourself to her.

She is trustworthy, as all new things are,

she is unspoilt, unstained, unbroken,

she has never once let you down,

she is waiting.

And though you will undoubtedly muddy her waters,

still, may you pour yourself out within them.

May you give yourself to the unfolding.

May you hold yourself up to the audacity of believing that things

can begin again, in you and in this world

A New Year’s Blessing

No matter what has been.

No matter who you fear you have become.

No matter the broken or the stained or the spoilt.

No matter the draw toward safety and the seduction of the western dream. 

No matter the temptation. No matter the drug. No matter the pull to live for yourself.

No matter. No matter.

 

May you find yourself,

trust the person that you meet,

give that person to a world that needs you.

Not a perfect you. Not a you with all the answers. Not a superhero. Just you.

 

You are becoming who they said you would never be. 

Give this person the credence they deserve.

Sit with them. Listen to them. Be present.

A New Year’s Blessing

So may all that sits unsettled and undecided within you,

may all that weighs heavy upon you,

may all that grasps and all that grabs and all that demands,

may all the loud voices and the persistence of self-doubt,

may the fear and the frozen and the fractured and too-broken,

may it all, may it all, may it all

wash from your skin

and out into the night,

to never

be able

to hold you

down again.

 

And so the New Year comes

and how she brings herself toward you,

outstretched and willing, beckoning. Give yourself to her.

A New Year’s Blessing

Joel McKerrow is a writer, performance poet and educator. He is also an Artist Ambassador for TEAR Australia. You can find him at http://www.joelmckerrow.com

 

You can also watch his amazing "for Tomorrow" poem here

A New Year’s Blessing

Joel McKerrow



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