we can so we shall

on the last day of the calendar year do we feel an urge to express ourself speak of desire or a deep rooted fear as unfinished work still left on our shelf shifting contemplations from head to heart in vibrance, with sounds of silence syncing no task for us remains we need to start as we attain awareness unblinking poised in the void as a flicker-free flame feeling within bliss pheromones mingle the cosmic gong within, echoes God’s name whereupon our soul’s eye becomes single on the last day of the calendar year by fully releasing moments gone by pristine presence feels God’s presence draw near seeing Him in plain sight, before we die