We Fly Away

We fly away. A whole year is again past, and we can hardly comprehend it. Time incessantly advanced. It did not speed up because of our impatience, nor did it slacken its pace because of our haste and because we were so busy. And now we have come to the end of the year. It seems as but yesterday when we wished each other a happy new year. Truly, we flew away. Much has happened, many things and in many forms. There was rejoicing and complaining, singing and crying, praying and cursing, hoping...