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December 21, 2004 : 4:58 a.m. pst |
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by Michael F. Nyiri
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copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri ElectricPoetry AllThingsMike |
December 21, 2004 : 4:58 a.m. pst
"Christmas Spiritual "
Rudimentary ruminations concerning the Holiday Spirit
Alone this Christmas again but depression hasn't yet
Come in the back door like Santa begging for cookies and milk
Remembering the soft slow wait as the days turned
And the little windows on the countdown card were opened
Remembering the subtle sound of sleighbells
Even though White Christmas is a dream in California
Remembering the silent night,
And becoming the loudest purest voice in the choir
Memories fade with time, but gain luster brimming with Spirit
My life becomes meager and insignificant
When compared to those whose Holiday Spirit
Fills the auras around them so beautifully
My Spirit becomes underdeflated and morose
But lifts immeasurably when confronted with
The thoughts and deeds of others who are so caring
I pause for prayer, perusing the Heavens for clues
I shudder for humanity (again)
Yet relish memories of Christmas Past
And the Great Turkeys of memory taste even better
When the Spirit permeates the Season.
Elucidating emmisaries of Good Will
Permitting me to enjoy a modicum of Family togetherness
Even after mine disintegrated
For these moments I am thankful and filled with Spirit
Thoughts of good people involved with their community
Feelings of fantastic regard and overjoyed with gladness
Year after year the small trinkets of specialness abound
So that now, relaxed, evenly keeled, in the port of Happiness
My ship rests in the berth of Kindness
Gladly celebratory, and suddenly Spiritual Again.
May God Bless Us Each And Every One.
copyright 1999-2004 by Michael F. Nyiri
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