Wednesday, January 1, 2014

What the year would bring


The crowd's celebratory din waged long after the thunderous boom of the fireworks faded. The crowd had anxiously awaited the new year, for a new beginning.
And now that it was here, their cheers could not be silenced.
New hopes, new experiences, new moments. Their eyes peered eagerly for what was yet to be. They chattered about resolutions, scheduled events, and all that the new year would hold.
Little heed was paid to the year only a few moments past. It was dead, already forgotten as they clamored for the new.
At the moment, all that they had experienced in the previous year was insignificant. Dull in comparison to the vibrant celebration surrounding them.
Yet there was so much to remember, if they would only take the time. Lessons learned, terrors overcome, friends made, sorrows felt. The old year had offered a great bounty to all.
Had they eaten their fill?
Or had their sight always been on the upcoming day? On those moments that had not yet arrived?
As the celebratory din fades into memory, will they still be looking for the next new thing?
Or will they take advantage of this year's banquet to the fullest whilst never forgetting the best of what has come before?
The choice is their's. But for now, the celebration continues.
The crowd's thoughts are filled with what could be.
And with what the year would bring.

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