The Year of No Resolutions
With the time striking 12 ,
The world stops .
You can almost hear the whole worlds breathing together.
The first ray of sunlight on the 1st
Seem like child birth
So innocent and vulnerable.
High leaves don’t stir
People don’t stir
For the cocktail of life and happiness has been gulped down by bottles last night.
A voice of a dove calls
From far far away
Awaking one soul early in the morning .
That is the sound of promise
Here, now and whether or not
A promise made the night before ,
Everyone of any age can hear it.
For even with out limited knowledge,
We can promise one thing to the world ;
Hope
Invisible and untouchable.
But hope for a year of happiness , a year of prosperity.
This new year be full of hope .
