They came from the east Following a path of light Taking a leap of faith To a new tomorrow A new star shines Hovers over a small town Lighting up the night With promises of glad tidings Through dangers and hardship The wise journey on Til they come to the place Where the world has…
Parcels wrapped up in fancy paper Shiny ribbons and frilly bows Suggesting delights concealed within As excited children wait for Christmas morning Let us open the gift of love Let us open the gift of kindness Let us open the gift of charity Let us open the gift of hope Love descends on Christmas morning…
Clean smell of fir permeates the home, Dark needles shed to layer the carpet beneath Soft lights glow, casting peaceful shadow Ornaments glitter in the firelight Bells tinkle softly in a faint breeze And a star presides from the topmost branch Once evergreen came into the home Reminder on midwinter that spring would come again…
Purple for hope A candle for future promises Prophets proclaim the coming of salvation Purple for faith Flame flickers like starlight Shining on a moonlit town Pink for joy A blazing flame for light in the darkness Shepherds hear the good news Purple for peace A candle for the changing world Angels praise the living…
They’ve carted the tree from the deep woods Tall and strong, lashed onto a cart And pulled by a team of horses Into the village, into the square. They work together, lifting it into place Securing its base with buttresses and stones Until it is upright, as sturdy as it stood in the forest Then…
In a year of contagion, isolation Of sickness and fear Waiting for things to go back to how they were Will they? Should they? Shops and radios alike blare Rudolph and Frosty Everyone pretending that everything’s fine Maybe if we can’t afford That Christmas of the usual, luxury and fun Maybe if we can’t see…
Can love ever be a waste? No! we cry. Of course not! Love is an absolute good, how can it ever be wasted? And yet we all remember gifts of time and care accepted without appreciation kindness in word and deed sneered at and spat upon Generosity taken for granted while the giver, (obviously a…
Klaus” is an animated movie that starts with a standard plot device of a spoiled rich boy who is sent to an out of the way location by his father. He is informed he is going to be the postman of a small town on a small island called Smeerensberg. His father says he must…
The woods of memory are littered with the detritus of myriad moments The flotsam and jetsam of a life strewn along every path A small cloth elephant sits on a log bright pink, beautifully embroidered opening a path to a long trip through many countries the child’s remembrances are vague now and the path is…
I love a good Christmas carol Singing peace on Earth Christ is born Come let us adore Him We sing of shepherds getting supernatural visitation we sing of wise men taking a leap of faith we sing of a family out in the cold of a child born in poverty bearing the gift of…
Eclectic Assemblage 