A place to call my own

A new year has begun
Can old ways or habits change?
A lot left still unknown
Enjoying peaceful days.
Out with the old cycles
As a new breeze washes through
Clearing the way as new things come through.
Ideas that once felt out of hand
Are now in control
Expectations long since past
Are becoming tangible
Confusion replaced with a better state of mind.
A new map rewritten inside my mind.
Blessings in store for the disconnect you once had.
God has his precious eye on you as you follow and trust his plan.

Finally able to find a place to call my own.