Into a New Year

As the clock strikes twelve
We are beckoned through the door
into a new year.
Go forward slowly . . . no need to rush.
Everything is waiting for you.
What will you be taking with you?
And what will you be leaving behind?

Here awaits a blank canvas
for you to fill with new experiences.
Paint it brightly, live it joyously.
Welcome each trial and accept
every tribulation as they unfold.
Carry yourself with grace
and in difficult times, look to
the wisdom you have gained thus far
to accompany you through.

In a short while new buds will be
appearing and fresh growth will resume
in all its glory.
Bask in the beauty that each season
will inevitably bring.
Celebrate each gift and mourn each loss.
All is part of the wheel of life,
so generously given to each of us.
And remember to give thanks for each
and every new blessing coming your way.

So go now, the door is open;
the future awaits.
A new year has been gifted.

~ C.E. Coombes
via social media
December 31, 2025

See also the previous Wild Reed posts:
• A New Year’s Eve Reminder
In This Time of Liminal Space
• Threshold Musings
• Saying Farewell to 2019 in a Spirit of Gratitude
• Garden Gate
• The Light of This New Year’s Day

Image: Nakata.