The Soul Scribbled Year – 2025 Reflection

The year has turned, its pages worn,

Through nights of trial, and brighter morn.

We faced the storms, we braved the rain,

And found our strength through loss and gain.

Each month a verse, each day a line,

A fleeting spark, a small design.

Yet woven close, these moments show,

How much we’ve healed, how much we grow.

The laughter shared, the tears we kept,

The dreams that woke us when we slept.

The hands that lifted when hope grew thin,

Remind us love still dwells within.

The lessons carved in time’s embrace,

The gentle grace of slowing pace.

We learned that silence too can sing,

And endings birth another spring.

For every shadow cast this year,

A guiding light has lingered near.

Through scribbled thoughts and steady flame,

We leave transformed, yet still the same.

So close the book, yet hold it dear,

The Soul Scribbled Year, a journey clear.

And as the new horizon calls,

We rise together—hearts and all.