New Year 2024-25
Other than resolutions this time,
I stand before the mirror,
not with the weight of expectations
but with the lightness of possibility.
Each breath whispers the chance
to be more than I was before,
to weave kindness into my days,
to gather moments like petals,
fragile yet vibrant,
each one a reminder of the beauty
in being here, being now.
I promise to listen more,
to the laughter in a stranger’s voice,
to the silence in a friend’s eye.
To let understanding bloom,
like wildflowers in the cracks of concrete,
teaching me resilience in their softness.
I will carve space for dreams,
to shape them into something tangible,
to hold them like lanterns in my hands,
guiding me through the shadowed paths
where doubt tries to linger.
This year will not be marked
by crossed-off lists or unmet quotas,
but by the gentle pulse of growth,
a steady beat of compassion,
the joy of shifting perspectives,
and a heart that learns to soar
while staying rooted in gratitude.
So here’s my promise,
not to seek perfection,
but to honor my journey,
to embrace the messy,
and in every stumble,
to rise, a little wiser,
a little kinder,
a better version,
of me.
©My Loquacious World
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