I am the New Year

I am an unspoiled page in your book of time.
I am your next chance at the art of living.
I am your opportunity to practise
what you have learned about life
during the last twelve months.
All that you sought
and didn’t find is hidden in me,
waiting for you to search it out
with more determination.
All the good that you tried for
and didn’t achieve is mine to grant
when you have fewer conflicting desires.
All that you dreamed but didn’t dare to do,
all that you hoped but did not will,
all the faith that you claimed but did not have —
these slumber lightly,
waiting to be awakened by the touch of a strong purpose.
I am your opportunity to make all things new.
I am the New Year!
— Author Unknown

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I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. 

— Walt Whitman