On this New Year's Eve morn, it looked like this outside:
The world wrapped in a white blanket, bitterly cold and starkly beautiful:
The storm shrouded the peaks all day, leaving a foot of snow on the ground:
And it's the last day of another year.
Maybe this year has not been so kind.
Maybe you've felt as though you've hit a brick wall:
Maybe you've seen trickster lurking, disrupting your best-laid plans:
But tomorrow is a new year, and it will look like this:
May it present some opportunities like this:
May you find new signs of life like this:
And may you find yourself able to soar, like this:
But for tonight, may you be warm and safe:
And may the heavens watch over you and bless you as the calendar changes: