A New Year

Today the tide of life ebbs low,
     For, my thoughts are full of fear,
As I open up the Book of Life
     To read another year.

The pages I have struggled through
     I shall not read again.
It's the mystery of the future
     That gnaws the hearts of men.

Past burning coals of worry,
     Today, unweighingly lay-
Buried deep among the ashes
     Of an unveiled yesterday.