1. Patience. In a world reigned by intolerance, let the winds of change carry words of peace and kindness and may they bring the most serene breeze into my restless heart.
2. Health. Like an old and wise tree, let me find healing in the shedding of my leaves. That each dry and rotten piece of my soul may find its rightful resting place, on the ground, away from the rough bark of my body.
3. Forgetfulness. As a fully undressed piece of autumn nature, bare me of my feelings and my weight, so that I can be reborn in the next spring, with overflowing strength and potential and no fear of never bearing fruits again.
4. Rain. Because what more could a heavy and parched heart want, than a gentle and refreshing shower to quench its thirst and help softly pluck away what might be preventing its inevitable flight?
5. Time. I often find myself lost in all its immeasurable flow…stuck between having too much of it on my hands or not grabbing its tail when it seems to want to get away from me. Like a powerful magician, make my will alone bend the hands of the clock of life, so that I can rush through the frosty winter days, stop when I finally find that fire I’ve been yearning for, and live the rest of my seasons burning impossibly slow in its embrace, until there’s nothing left of me but ash.
6. Strength. Let my feet be firmly planted on the ground, like jumbled, but secure roots. May I find that, while my soul screams and quivers, my arms and my words, like robust branches, remain unfazed by the violent storms of change…
7. Light. For a girl who has been slowly turning grey, but never ceased to believe in the brightness of the stars above or the warm colours of a sun that just started to set. Pray that her melancholic eyes, may possibly turn that unfading blue twinkle into colourful, blinding, New Year’s Eve fireworks!
8. Comfort. If ever, like you, I were to fall, I’d wish for your grace and peace. And after the plunge, like in a bundle of snugly socks and cozy jumpers, I’d land softly on a mattress of you. And, like a child in her favourite park, I’d laugh.
9. And lastly, love. Because in it lives every single one of these wishes and every other prayer that could possibly matter.