It Passed Hurriedly, Almost Without a Farewell
It passed hurriedly, almost without saying goodbye. It passed, leaving hope to its waiting, lovers to their longing, and those searching for love to their anticipation in cities of joy, sorrow, and happiness.
It passed, and a year of life passed with it, with its dreams, its worries, its triumphs, and its failures. It passed and left us memory and waystations on the journey of life.
It passed hurriedly without saying goodbye, yet it left the glow of light in the sky and joy in waiting for what is to come.
The year 2013 passed, perhaps it said goodbye, perhaps it didn’t. It passed while people celebrated, adorned themselves, exchanged joy and love, and waved at the new arrival.
It passed on a luminous night, a night where the world of affection was coloured by light.
The colours of light danced through its evening with fresh raindrops searching for their final dance… falling and writhing in love, coquettishly seeking the realm of passion… beginning slowly, slowly, to the melodies of light’s music and the carnival of colour, in the celebration of the last farewell, awaiting another light arriving from the end of the night to begin the morning of a new day, a new year, a new life.
People shop, light up the dark, decorate the trees, and share their joy. Are they searching for the moment of farewell, or the moment of meeting the new arrival?
It is a kind of love that passed with its wounds, its joy, its sweetness, and its cruelty… and the happiness of meeting the one who carries gifts and hopes.
O new arrival, we welcome you with love, so bring us nothing but love.
Here it comes, arriving. Here is the hope of light, fulfilled. Here is the world declaring its passion and love for it, sober, playful, entranced, and out in the open. It declares: I am with love, with a happy life, with sweet hopes that come true on green grass under blue skies, with safety that prevails far from the stain of hatred and rancour.
These are the lovers, the dreamers of a safe life and daylight, far from the gloom of night and its black fear.
They waited for you and celebrated your coming, so be for them a helper, love, safety, and peace. Welcome, new year. Welcome, 2014. And all congratulations and love to all family, friends, and loved ones.
Comments on the original post
Archived from the comments on the original Facebook post. Original post