Reflective New Year’s Eve Poem

The sky shimmers in a velvet haze,

Stars scattered like notes of an unfinished song.

The earth holds its breath—

A pause between what has been

And the unknown hum of tomorrow.

Lanterns rise, carrying wishes skyward,

Each one aglow with trembling hope.

The air, sharp and alive,

Crackles with laughter,

An orchestra of fleeting moments.

But then, the hour bends—

Time falters, the crowd quiets,

As if the world has stilled

To hear its own heartbeat.

In that second, endless yet fragile,

A mirror appears:

Reflecting paths untaken,

Dreams yet dared,

And the boundless possibility of now.

The clock chimes.

A celebration erupts,

Yet within the fireworks’ fiery blooms,

Something quieter endures—

A resolve as ancient as the stars,

To step forward, not into a new year,

But into the infinity of becoming.