The year 2021 has slipped into history,
the bright spots and shadows all melted away.
I see 2022 shaping up into something magical.
Different from any year. New, perfect, stunning in its design.
Magical, distinctive, one of a kind.
It will be fast, like this year, but every moment sublime.
We must hope for its sacred perfection,
the integrity of its design, cast at this moment to dream.
It will be what we dream.
Happy New Year, everyone!
May your new year be joyous, safe, healthy, magnificent!
To all my peeps… some of my poetry and art for the new year! Happy New Year! May 2021 lift us to new heights! To soar!
May 2021 lift you out of depleted soil.
To soar. To soar in sun.
Free. Free in sheer air,
Where you dream. Dream.
Not drown in storm.
May you rise. Rise.
Collage art and poem by Barbara Leonhard extraordinarysunshineweaver.blog
May your holiday season
be filled with sweets
May you be blessed with good health & wealth
May the new year be magical
as your mystery unfolds
May the new year be loving
as kindness kindles transformation
but most of all
May all dreams be fulfilled, my friend,
but allow for surprise around each bend
May you find peace in your heart
though the world be apart
May you find solace in loss
& a healer in grief
May you be courageous & fierce
in the face of fear
May your heart open
to the dizzy impossible
May your way take you
to the quiet now
as birth awaits you there.
poetry & collage art by Barbara Leonhard