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The midnight bells ring clear and true,   A whispered promise: life anew.   The stars lean close, the skies awake,   A thousand dreams for us to take.   The past dissolves like mist at sea,   Its lessons carved in memory.   We step ahead with lighter hands,   To sow our hopes on brighter lands.   The morning sun ignites the sky,   Its golden fire warms hearts anew.   Each heartbeat hums a gentle song,   That tells us we are brave, we’re strong.   So lift your gaze, let courage rise,   The future waits with open skies.   For every end, a start appears—   A shining gift: the brand-new year. GAIA Blessing to Families On this beautiful day, the Global Altar Impact Alliance (👉  GAIA ) extends a heartfelt blessing to families across the nations. May this season mark the dawn of a wonderful new world where kindreds unite in harm...

Introduction Sometimes, the "new" isn't a beginning at all, but a beautiful return. This piece explores the moment the light breaks through—not as a surprise, but as a masterpiece that has been practicing in the shadows since time began.   It begins unseen—   a tremor in the stillness,   a breath timing its pulse   before the world awakens.   The horizon leans forward,   casting gold across forgotten shadows,   and every stone, every river,   remembers how to play its part.      We call it new,   yet it has always lingered—   like a star rehearsed in brilliance   waiting for its cue of light.      It is the first word   spoken by a child,   the first flame   that teaches darkness to retreat.      It is invention,   but also remembrance—   the choreography of a dream...