Private Pacts

 
Another year to add to this personal chronicle
But this time I’m not feeling melancholic or nostalgic
I think I’ve passed the midway point of this journey
And I didn’t even know it or at least felt the magic
 
Who knows what cards I’ll be dealt by the hands of fate
I just take it day by day with short terms plans ahead
Anything longer than that requires a speculative contract
But I learned to slow down to appreciate the now instead
 
Yeah yeah, I’ll write another list and then tuck it away
Occasionally taking it out to fuel the dreams I’ve had
Goals unwritten are just wishes carried off in the wind
But on paper, they’re private pacts that have made me sad
 
Self-Agreements are usually changing, always in progress
Adapting to the shifting factors of life that happen everyday
But most importantly, always leave some room for error
Because sometimes things may just fall deep into the fray
 
Call it a resolution or a self-decree to be held accountable
Write it up, type it up or whatever it takes to create the magic
It’s the end of the year and I’m older but I’m not looking back
Because this time, I’m not feeling melancholic or nostalgic
 
Forge ahead