To: Camachee; Kay Syrah; Radix; bentfeather; Neuromancer
A Holiday
no longer
Holy
still points
to miracles,
birth
and rebirth,
presents
and Presence.
A Holiday
spent
consumed
carted, crated
and tagged,
straightens its crown,
looks into
a dark stable
of dubious shelter
not understanding
but
not doubting
the brilliant
Mind that pointed
to the
unfathomable
Breath of Heaven--
soft as baby's sigh
hard as Truth
old as Hope...
...and kneels
To: January24th; Camachee; Kay Syrah; Neuromancer
Lovely piece J24. Thank You.
Wishing everyone a Holiday Day. :-)
107 posted on
12/25/2003 11:33:20 AM PST by
Soaring Feather
(I do Poetry. Feathers courtesy of the birds.)
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