What the new year will bring, we cannot know.
Thinking back about this past year that is now folded back in time.
There has been much good in it, although some sorrow too.
But there always is in any given year.
Many lovely memories and some bittersweet ones to cherish.
Life is not a pageant of endless splendor and grandeur,
But is made up of many small things along the way,
just like a pieced quilt.
Now, as the clock moves irrevocably forward from yesterday to today,
I'll go outside and fill my heart with the calm intensity of this winter's moonlight.
This is a time when my heart acknowledges the peace and the possibilities forthcoming.
My spirit rests and silently I'll say my gratitudes.
Happy New Year to us all,
And may we make it all the year long with gentle hearts, full of loving kindness.
Happy New Year!