Tuesday, January 1, 2013

New day, new year, new possibilities!

There's something special about the first day of a new year. It's a clean slate, brimming with promises, and can be filled with anything. For me, it's like a brand new notebook with a nice new pen. Do you want to make doodles, write chemical formulas, or an amazing story? My advice: whatever you choose, make it count. I can imagine few things sadder than looking back at a life wondering what could have been.

In Sweden on New Year's Eve we like to have fireworks, champagne, bonfires, and listen to a famous person read the Swedish translation of Alfred Tennyson's "Ring Out Wild Bells" (Ring Klocka Ring). I'm usually not much for poetry, but this one I like. Since the Swedish version won't make sense to anyone but me, here's the original. =)

Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky,
The flying cloud, the frosty light;
The year is dying in the night;
Ring out, wild bells, and let him die.
Ring out the old, ring in the new,
Ring, happy bells, across the snow:
The year is going, let him go;
Ring out the false, ring in the true.
Ring out the grief that saps the mind,
For those that here we see no more,
Ring out the feud of rich and poor,
Ring in redress to all mankind.
Ring out a slowly dying cause,
And ancient forms of party strife;
Ring in the nobler modes of life,
With sweeter manners, purer laws.
Ring out the want, the care, the sin,
The faithless coldness of the times;
Ring out, ring out thy mournful rhymes,
But ring the fuller minstrel in.
Ring out false pride in place and blood,
The civic slander and the spite;
Ring in the love of truth and right,
Ring in the common love of good.
Ring out old shapes of foul disease,
Ring out the narrowing lust of gold;
Ring out the thousand wars of old,
Ring in the thousand years of peace.
Ring in the valiant man and free,
The larger heart the kindlier hand;
Ring out the darkness of the land,
Ring in the Christ that is to be.




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