The calendar and culture
speak of a new year
and it is refreshing and heartening
to seemingly begin again
and to share greetings of good health
and good fortune with others.
I can’t help but notice though
that no such thing exists
as a new year, only seasons
repeating themselves
with no fixed point
of a beginning or end.
And even the seasons,
those miraculous events!
are themselves mere sheathes
of regularity upon a deeper reality:
a reality not moved by day or night,
summer or winter, birth or death.
All the indicators of time
rest on a substrate of no-time,
an unmoving present eternity
where all things arise,
and all things dissolve
and yet remaining itself untouched.
And from this timeless eternity
here we find ourselves together
on the brink of a ‘new year’
and it is my pleasure and joy
to wish you all good health
and good fortune, love,
warmth and renewal.
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