Another year gone, and time still moves on. Things of the past are gone, but still they remain; if not by our memory, by others.

A new day, a new year: We have stepped forward, and we have said we shall go, that we shall make a new past; and put the new past with the old ones.

Even though the year is gone, by the mark of man, the sun still rises, and the wind still blows, and though it may be a new year, things are still the same. A new year, a new mark of man has started, and in that time before the new year ends, and we look back again, we shall set our paths, and we shall walk them, and in our paths we will shall make it safe for the younger people, the ones who know not the right way, the ones who have not seen the marks of man come, and go as we have.

Then it will be the younger generation, that will see time pass, and shall look forward once again, like the ones before them. And may be in there paths they set, they will make it safe, as we did, for others to see a 'New Year'. A new 'Mark of man'.